The Heir's Mistress Tried to Replace Me,But I Am the MarchionessChapter 1

I returned to the capital with Donna Vittoria after months at the ancestral estate in Palermo.

My car was stopped halfway to the compound by a delicate-looking woman with a swollen belly.

"I beg the Don's wife to grant me and my child a place inside the Family. I ask for no title, but the baby in my womb is the heir's own flesh and blood. He cannot be left out in the cold."

The Acting Underboss of the Moretti Family had been married three years without producing an heir of his own. And now, out of nowhere, someone claimed to be carrying his child.

The woman trembled as though she might collapse at any moment, the very picture of helplessness.

"The heir is away from the city. If his wife mistreats us, if she lets his own flesh and blood be cast aside, does she not fear he'll come home and dissolve the marriage?"

Dissolve the marriage? This woman was clever, I'd give her that. But she'd gotten one thing wrong.

I was not someone the Acting Underboss of the Moretti Family could cast aside.

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"Please, I beg the Don's wife to show mercy. Save me."