The night before my wedding, my best friend leaned over and whispered to my fiancé in Italian: “Come to my place tonight. I bought that lingerie you like.”
They laughed. They toasted. They talked about every corner of our honeymoon house they’d already christened — right in front of me.
They thought I only spoke English.
They had no idea I’m Italian-American. Or that I’m the sole heir to the Rossi empire — the exact “foreign client” my fiancé has been begging to sign.
They played me for three years. Now they’re about to learn what happens when old money bites back.
By the time I’m done, one of them will be behind bars. The other won’t have a tongue left to lie with.
Italian-American Heiress: The Fiancée He Underestimated Chapter 08 The Silence That night, a storm hits. Julian’s severed finger got infected. He didn’t get it treated. He’s burning up. Delirious. He bribes a security guard during the shift change and climbs the estate wall like a ghost. Wet hair. Bloody bandage. Feverish eyes. I wake up […]
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Italian-American Heiress: The Fiancée He Underestimated Chapter 07 The Finger Three days. That’s all it takes. Julian pulls out every stop. He calls in every favor he has left. He dumps every dirty file he’s kept on Cami to every gossip account in the city. Photos of her in hotel rooms with married CEOs. Bank
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Italian-American Heiress: The Fiancée He Underestimated Chapter 06 The Rain That night, a freak rainstorm hits. I sit by the second-floor window of Nonno’s estate. Below the iron gate, a figure kneels in the mud. Julian. No umbrella. His custom suit soaked black. His hair plastered to his face. He kneels there all night. By
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Italian-American Heiress: The Fiancée He Underestimated Chapter 05 The Signing The whole room erupts in whispers. Cami’s smile freezes. Her eyes go wide with shock. Julian goes stiff. His champagne glass slips out of his hand and shatters on the marble floor. The signing begins. I sit at the head of the table. Julian sits
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Italian-American Heiress: The Fiancée He Underestimated Chapter 04 The Diagnosis On the way to the hospital, the ambulance crashes. When I wake up, I’m already in a hospital bed. A nurse is adjusting my IV. The doctor walks over with a clipboard. His face is careful. “Miss Rossi. You’re lucky to be alive.” He pauses.
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Italian-American Heiress: The Fiancée He Underestimated Chapter 03 The Bisque I don’t have the energy to reply. I get bandaged up. I take a cab back to the condo. I’m going to grab my stuff and be gone before Julian gets home. I unlock the door. Cami is standing in my hallway. In an oversized
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Italian-American Heiress: The Fiancée He Underestimated Chapter 02 The Stomach Ache I take a cab home alone. I call Julian to end it. Right now. Tonight. Straight to voicemail. Phone’s off. Fine. I’ll say it to his face at City Hall tomorrow. At 7 a.m., a text lights up my phone. Julian: Babe, something came
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Italian-American Heiress: The Fiancée He Underestimated Chapter 01 The Italian I Was Never Supposed to Understand Before my wedding, my best friend leans and whispers to my fiancé in Italian. “Come to my place tonight. I bought that lingerie you like.” Julian smirks and answers her in Italian. “You went through four condoms last night.
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