On a stormy night, a muddy three-year-old girl knocked on the gates of the Ferraro crime dynasty that ruled the underworld. Don Dominic looked down, stunned. "Kid, where are your parents?" "Are you Dominic Ferraro?" she asked boldly . Almost no one dared call him by his full name. "I am." She dug a crumpled bill from her backpack and held it up. "Then you're my daddy. Mommy said you owe me three years of milk money!" Oops. Looks like the country’s most feared Don just got himself a tiny boss.
Up to EP 25When the Don Regrets It, It's Too LatePopular
Up to EP 25The Abandoned Bride's Contract: Claimed by the Mafia KingPopular
Up to EP 50My Crush Lost Me to His RivalPopular
Up to EP 25A Stepmom, A Mafia Queen, A NightmarePopular
Up to EP 25The Mafia Boss’s XXL SweetheartPopular
Up to EP 25Dressed for Betrayal: She Stole My Gown, I Took Her FreedomPopular
Up to EP 25Dumped by My Childhood Sweetheart, I Snagged the Baseball SuperstarPopular
Up to EP 69My Ex Knocked Up My Best Friend, I Married the Mafia DonPopular
Up to EP 25Fake Boyfriend, Real BetrayalPopular
Up to EP 25They Said She Was Obedient, So They Always Left Her BehindPopular
Up to EP 100The Mafia's New MomPopular
Up to EP 25The Mafia King's Son Calls Me MommyPopular