Fiancé of the Underworld, Target of My Revenge

"To protect his biological child, the mafia Don deliberately announces to the world that my fiance is his long-lost son.A Rolls-Royce pulls up outside my house. My fiance stares at his custom-tailored suit, his entire body trembling with excitement.I'm about to tell him it's all a lie when he shoves me aside and brushes off his sleeves with disgust, like he's touching something filthy."Stay away from me. I can smell the poverty on you from here!""Since I'm the Don's son, our engagement is over. An unwanted nobody like you isn't even fit to lick my boots."I try to explain, but he pulls out a check and slams it against my face—the sharp paper edge slices across my cheek."Here's a million dollars. Consider it a breakup fee, and don't bother me again. We're not from the same world anymore."Watching the check flutter down into the mud, I quietly dim my phone screen.On it is a text from my father, the mafia Don. "Mia cara figlia, bear with it a little longer. Papa will bring you home soon to take over the family."Since he wants to burn every bridge between us, fine. He can have all this fortune on a silver platter.Whether he'll live long enough to enjoy it is another question entirely."