Dumped by My Ex, I Married His Mafia Don Father

"On the day the real heiress was welcomed home, my fiancé was already sleeping with her.Staring at the blue pills and torn lingerie scattered on the floor, I told them to get the hell out of my wedding house.But a second later, my father stormed in and slapped me hard across the face."Who are you to tell her to leave? Bella is our real daughter!""Elena, you’re just an outsider we took in by mistake. You’re the one who needs to get out."Marco wrapped his arm around Bella, his tone impatient:"Elena, I’m the heir to the Moretti family. I can’t marry a mongrel with impure blood like you. If you don't want to bring shame to the family, be smart and go tell the Don the wedding is off tomorrow."Bella gave a coy smile and tossed a stack of cash at my feet like she was giving alms:"Sister, I know Marco and I hurt you, but we’re true love.""Take this as your severance package. Take the money and get lost."I suppressed my rage and stepped forward to throw these disgusting people out, but Marco shoved me violently."I told you, I’m not marrying you! Keep pestering us, and don't blame me for getting rough!"My stomach slammed against the table. I laughed out of pure anger.Who said I wanted to marry him?The one I’m going to marry is his father—the Don of the Moretti family, Lorenzo."