Betrayed by My Boyfriend, Claimed by the Mafia Boss

Betrayed by My Boyfriend, Claimed by the Mafia Boss

Author：Krystal

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Mafia

#Adult #BG #Powerful #Possessive #Dominant #Kicking #Mafia #His Redemption #Puppy Love #Contract Marriage
Introduction
Catherine loved Marco with all her heart. Until she discovered that he had betrayed her with her own sister. Instead of defending Catherine, her family blamed her for standing in the way of their happiness. To them, she was nothing more than an unwanted daughter who had ruined the love story between Marco and the sister they had always favored. So Catherine gave them exactly what they wanted. She gave up Marco. She gave up the family that had never truly seen her as one of their own. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any worse, her parents sold her for twenty thousand dollars to an old, ugly man who had already been married once. Catherine thought her life was over. Then a stranger appeared and offered her a way out. His name was Lorenzo. He offered Catherine a contract marriage. He needed a wife. She needed protection. It seemed like a simple arrangement, and Catherine never expected it to change her life forever. Because she didn't know who Lorenzo really was. To the world, Lorenzo was a ruthless billionaire and the heir to one of the country's most powerful business empires. Behind closed doors, he was far more dangerous. He was the heir to a Mafia dynasty, a man who controlled an empire built on blood, fear, and absolute power. When Lorenzo offered Catherine a marriage of convenience, she accepted without hesitation. He needed a wife. She needed protection. Neither of them wanted love. At least, that was what they told themselves. But after Catherine became Mrs. Romano, Lorenzo's rules began to change. He wanted to know where she went, who she spoke to, and which man dared look at her for too long. The more Catherine tried to keep their marriage strictly business, the more possessive Lorenzo became. He no longer wanted a temporary wife. He wanted Catherine completely. Then Marco finally realized he had made the biggest mistake of his life and came back for her. He expected Catherine to still be the woman who waited for him, forgave him, and accepted whatever affection he was willing to offer. But Catherine was no longer that woman. The daughter her family discarded had become the wife of the most dangerous man in the underworld. And Lorenzo Romano would burn the world down before he let anyone take his wife away.
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Catherine's POV

"Miss? Ms. Vitale?" The flight attendant leaned over me, her voice pitched low and warm. "We're overbooked in economy this evening. We'd like to offer you a complimentary upgrade to first class. Would you accept?"

For a second I just stared at her, certain I'd misheard.

"Me?" I actually pointed at myself, like an idiot. "You mean—a free upgrade? To first?"

"Yes, ma'am." She gave me the practiced smile. "If you'll gather your things, I'll walk you up."

"Oh my God. Yes. Yes, absolutely, thank you."

I fumbled for my bag so fast I nearly clocked the man across the aisle in the head. My heart was doing something ridiculous in my chest.

First class. Things like this did not happen to me.

Marco had spent years killing himself over that startup of his, and we counted every dollar. We split rent down to the cent, argued good-naturedly over whose turn it was to cover groceries, dreamed out loud about the day his company finally took off and we could stop calculating. That was why I only ever booked economy.

My thumb was already hovering over Marco's name before I'd even lifted myself out of my seat.

I wanted to text him so badly it was a physical ache. You will not BELIEVE what just happened—

I stopped myself.

No. I locked the screen and shoved the phone into my pocket, biting back a grin.

Tomorrow was his birthday. I'd cut the trip two days short to surprise him, and if I texted him now I'd never make it through the flight without spilling the whole thing.

I followed the attendant up the aisle, through the curtain, into a world of wide leather seats and champagne flutes and that hushed, expensive quiet.

"Right here, Ms. Vitale." She gestured to a window seat. "Enjoy your flight."

I sank into it and nearly moaned. The leather actually cradled you. There was a little pillow. A real pillow.

And then the woman in the seat beside me turned her head, and my stomach dropped straight through the floor of the plane.

"Isabella?"

She turned, and her eyes went wide before her lips curled into that lazy, familiar smile. My sister. Perfect blowout, designer sunglasses shoved up into her hair, a handbag in her lap that probably cost more than my flight.

"Catherine?" She looked me over, and I watched her take in my wrinkled travel clothes, my drugstore concealer, the whole unglamorous picture of me. "What are you doing up here? In first class?"

"They upgraded me." I couldn't stop smiling despite my racing pulse. "The economy cabin was overbooked, apparently. I got lucky."

I looked at her. "What are you doing here? Mom didn't say you were traveling."

"Last-minute trip." She waved a hand. "I went out with a friend and decided to come back early. Guess we ended up on the same flight."

Her phone buzzed in her lap. She glanced down at the screen, and something moved across her face—a laugh she didn't quite let out, her lower lip caught between her teeth.

"Are you seeing someone?" I asked.

Her thumb paused over the screen. "Maybe."

"Isabella." I grinned. "You are. Who is he?"

"Just some guy who won't leave me alone." She settled back into the plush seat and lifted her chin, and I recognized the look immediately—the one she wore when she was about to show me something she wanted me to envy. "You have no idea how far he goes to chase me."

Here we go, I thought, and hated myself a little for thinking it.

She lifted the handbag from her lap and turned it slightly, so the little gold clasp caught the cabin light. "This was Tuesday. Just because I mentioned I liked it."

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