The Don’s Forbidden Niece

I was obsessed with Dante, my young uncle, and sacrificed everything for our forbidden love.

When we eloped seven years ago, his legs were broken, and my right hand was left with a permanent scar.

Now, he caresses my scar, only to call out another's name:

"Sophia, you're so beautiful."

When I discovered his mistress was a month pregnant, I thought that was the ultimate betrayal.

Until, hiding on the balcony, I heard his true feelings:

"I want a child with Lydia, not you! You're just a substitute!"

Seven years of mutual torment, and in his eyes, I was still nothing more than a possession.

This time, I refuse to be his prisoner.