Not Your Pet: I'm My Own Queen

Five days before my wedding, a group of MadeMen drag me to an underground casino.

"I'm the fiancé of Lorenzo Gambino, Don of the Gambino family and Gambino Corporation! Think of the consequences you'll face if you dare touch a hair on my head!"

My stern warning is met by mocking laughter.

I curl up in agony under the brutal blows of their baseball bats; they pierce my ankles with sharp blades, severing my tendons. I gather the remnants of my consciousness to shield my abdomen, where my and Lorenzo's child grows.

Lorenzo finally arrives with hired mercenaries. He razes the underground casino to the ground and saves me.

I lie on the hospital bed and force myself to hang on. I don't want to end up in a coma. Unexpectedly, I overhear Lorenzo's conversation with a doctor.

"It's not too late to operate, Boss. If we delay this any longer, Ms. Jones won't be able to stand anymore! There are many other ways for you to marry Ms. Valente—why did you have to do this to Ms. Jones?"

"Being crippled is the only way Renee will obediently accept my and Kelly's child. I can keep a cripple by my side but not a troublemaker. Kelly values ceremony more than anything—I promised her I would give her a perfect wedding," Lorenzo says coldly.

"But… Ms. Jones is pregnant. She's four months along…"

"Make her miscarry, then."

Tears stream down my face without anyone noticing. It turns out no one wants to bless the wedding I've been looking forward to.

If so, any woman who wants to be Lorenzo's wife can have him. He's just a small mafia boss, anyway.

I'm going back to being the heiress of the East Coast mafia's Don. I'll be the queen of my own life.

"Make sure the procedure is clean. Losing a child will only make her motherly instincts stronger. That way, she'll accept Mia much faster," Lorenzo said.

The doctor hesitated, and his voice carried a trace of reluctance. "Sir, this is still your child. Ms. Jones can't even walk anymore.

"If she loses the baby too, she may never have a place in the Gambino family again."

"Dr. Larson, you're talking too much today. All of this is the Quintarelli family's fault, isn't it?

"A small-time mafia group actually dared to kidnap my fiancée. They broke her legs and made her lose the baby. So, I wiped every last one of them to avenge Renee.

"She won't blame me. She loves me. As for the child… He was never meant to exist. I promised Mia that I would only ever be her father."

The doctor caught the flicker of displeasure in Lorenzo's eyes and knew better than to push further.

Without saying another word, he turned and strode out of the room to prepare for surgery.

Lorenzo pulled out his phone and made a call. "The informant inside the Quintarelli family did a good job. Wire a million dollars to his wife,