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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.

The Don’s Forbidden Niece

"Have him come back. I'll apologize to him myself. I hope you two will be happy."


I finally mustered the courage to say the words.


"Godfather, I don't want Dante anymore."


Even with all the times we thought of breaking up, we never once acted on impulse.


Seven years of daily torment, both of us relishing the sight of the other's defeat.


We were both silent on the phone for two minutes.


In the end, all he said was, "Come back."


When Dante came out, he wrapped his arms around me from behind.


He was being very affectionate, his attitude toward me unusually gentle.


Like he was trying to compensate for cheating.


After he came out, the party inside broke up.


After saying their goodbyes, everyone left.


Chapter 4