Left the Don, Became Real Principessa

I felt sick to my stomach.

For five years, I had bled for him. I risked my life time and time again.

I had hidden my identity as the principessa of the Corleone family and came here just to find pure love. Now, it seemed I was nothing but a joke.

"Marco," I said, "Calm down. That man really is my brother."

"Brother?"

Sophia laughed loudly. "Do you call every man you sleep with 'brother'? Elena, take a look in the mirror. "

The soldatos around us started whistling.

"Elena, if you're hard up for a man, I'm right here."

"Yeah, I might not have that old man's money, but I'm younger."

Marco's face turned livid.

I glanced at the ring on his left hand. It was the signet ring of the Leon family Don.

I nearly died helping him snatch it back six months ago.

And now, the ruby ring representing the madre of the House—the Madre—was on Sophia's hand.

"That ring," I pointed at Sophia's hand. "It's mine."

Sophia touched the ring, looking at me provocatively. "This is the matriarch's ring. Marco had it custom-made for me. "

"Marco," I said. "You promised that to me."

"That was before," Marco said coldly. "Back then, you were useful. Now, you're unworthy."

Sophia glanced at my neck.

I was wearing a silver cross necklace.

"Baby," Sophia shook Marco's arm, pouting cutely. "I think that cross looks really pretty. Why not give it to me as an engagement gift?"

Marco knew that was my most treasured possession. I never took it off.

It was the only thing my mother left me.

But he reached out his hand.

"Hand it over."

I covered the necklace and took a step back. "No. My mother gave this to me."

"Ooh, daring to talk back to the Don?" A soldato jeered. "Boss, this bitch has zero respect for you."

Marco rushed over, choked me, and pinned me against the table.

"I've been too nice to you, haven't I?"

Marco's grip was iron-tight; I couldn't breathe.

"Elena, I own everything you have."

"No... let go!"

I struggled desperately.

Snap—

A burning pain shot across my neck. He tore the necklace right off.

It was still stained with the blood from my neck.

Sophia wiped the blood off in disgust, immediately put it on, and kissed Marco on the cheek.

"Thanks, honey! You're the best!"

Marco held her close and announced loudly:

"From today on, Sophia is the family's only Underboss. Anyone who has a problem with that answers to me!"

He turned to look at me.

"As for you, get the hell out. Let's see how long you last in the Corleone's bed!"