I Ruled the Mafia Disguised as a Man and Birthed My Rival’s Son

Raised as the male heir to the Marchetti mafia to keep my father's bastard from my birthright, I woke up naked on a yacht beside my worst enemy, Lorenzo Falcone — and made sure he never remembered. Three years later, I'm back in New York with his son — same eyes, same face, same stubborn hatred of carrots. Lorenzo is everywhere, watching. Last night he held my boy on his knee, still unaware, but he's starting to suspect. And when he finds out, this war gets personal.

Raised as the male heir to the Marchetti mafia to keep my father's bastard from my birthright, I woke up naked on a yacht beside my worst enemy, Lorenzo Falcone — and made sure he never remembered. Three years later, I'm back in New York with his son — same eyes, same face, same stubborn hatred of carrots. Lorenzo is everywhere, watching. Last night he held my boy on his knee, still unaware, but he's starting to suspect. And when he finds out, this war gets personal.