My Don’s Mistress Got My Billions
The Rossi family has a rule. If you want to be the next Donna, you have to prove yourself. Make three hundred million dollars, clean money, in a single year.
All on your own, no family help.
I spent ten years trying to do it for Vincent. I built ten companies from the ground up.
But every single time, just as I was about to cross that finish line, something would go wrong. Everything would just… collapse.
This year, I finally did it.
I ran to his study, audit in hand, my heart hammering against my ribs. I thought I’d finally won. Instead, I learned my entire life was a lie.
He handed my entire empire to Ava—my father's bastard.
All because she supposedly saved his life once, and he wanted to make her the real Donna.
I gave up. On him. On my family's dream of rising with his.
Then I picked up the phone and called the Outfit in Chicago.
"Your marriage proposal," I said. "I accept."