The Don’s Discarded Surrogate

"They caught my fiancé with my sister on the night of our engagement party. Tangled in a private wine cellar.My family name was dragged through the mud. We became the laughingstock of the Chicago Outfit.Then came Don Lorenzo Falcone. He proposed in front of all the Families, saving my honor and forging a more powerful alliance.For four years, he put me on a pedestal.But an old injury left him unable to father an heir.This year, through the family’s private doctor, I finally got pregnant.After that, his devotion became absolute.I thought this powerful man was my savior. My only protector.Until I heard him talking to his right-hand man.“Boss, Arabella worships you. How could you do it? You had the doctor switch the vials, made Arabella the surrogate for the Moretti heir. Just 'cause Isabella couldn't handle the pain? The kid’s due in two months. What’s the plan?”He was silent for a moment. When he spoke, his voice was ice.“When the child is born, it goes to Isabella. It's the only thing that guarantees her future with the Morettis.”“And Arabella?”“I’ll tell her the baby didn’t make it.”“She’ll still be Mrs. Falcone. She’ll have everything she could ever want.”So that was it.My great protector. All of it… for another woman.This tainted bloodline? I don’t want it in me.And this sham of a marriage? I’m done."