Seven years ago, my dad used me to pay off his gambling debt. Vincenzo, New York’s most feared mafia boss, got me out of that casino and helped me become a Hollywood star.
I thought I meant something to him. Then, on my birthday, I heard him tell his right-hand man, “I’ll sleep with her, sure. Marry her? No way.”
So I sold the jewelry he gave me, quit acting, and moved to Paris to study art. I could finally live the life I wanted.
But Vincenzo showed up. He’d called off his engagement, and he wanted me to come back...
