My Mafia Husband Gave My Sister Twins
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"I need you to help me fake a private jet crash. I want my husband to believe I'm dead. It’s the only way to save myself from him." I said.
I grew up in a family where I was always overlooked.
I was six when I went missing. Four years later, I finally returned home, but my parents already had another daughter, Chloe.
From then on, everything I owned belonged to her—my toys, my dresses, my friends.
By the time we reached college, Chloe had not only stolen two of my boyfriends, but also the research paper I’d spent two years writing.
Then I met Lucian Marino, heir to New York's most powerful Mafia family.
He fell in love with me at first sight. No matter how hard Chloe tried to seduce him, he never once wavered.
He defied his family to marry me, and for three years, I was his cherished Donna.
I thought I'd finally found something my sister couldn't steal.
Until I received a photograph of Lucian holding a pair of twins, with Chloe smiling beside him.
They were his children. Worse, both our parents had known all along.
I still loved him. God, I loved him so much it hurt.
But that love was no longer enough to make me stay.
I'd believed he would always be the one person who chose me. Now I realized even that promise had been a lie.
This time, I was choosing myself. And I was taking our child with me.
I would never look back.
I grew up in a family where I was always overlooked.
I was six when I went missing. Four years later, I finally returned home, but my parents already had another daughter, Chloe.
From then on, everything I owned belonged to her—my toys, my dresses, my friends.
By the time we reached college, Chloe had not only stolen two of my boyfriends, but also the research paper I’d spent two years writing.
Then I met Lucian Marino, heir to New York's most powerful Mafia family.
He fell in love with me at first sight. No matter how hard Chloe tried to seduce him, he never once wavered.
He defied his family to marry me, and for three years, I was his cherished Donna.
I thought I'd finally found something my sister couldn't steal.
Until I received a photograph of Lucian holding a pair of twins, with Chloe smiling beside him.
They were his children. Worse, both our parents had known all along.
I still loved him. God, I loved him so much it hurt.
But that love was no longer enough to make me stay.
I'd believed he would always be the one person who chose me. Now I realized even that promise had been a lie.
This time, I was choosing myself. And I was taking our child with me.
I would never look back.

















































