Married to the Don, Replaced by His First Love

He was obsessively disciplined, hit the gym every single morning without fail. But not today.

He propped himself up against the headboard, staring at his phone, typing out a reply.

It wasn’t until 8 a.m. that he finally tossed the covers aside.

“Rico.” I spoke up.

“Are you going to the Rossi charity gala?”

We never had much to say to each other, anyway. Even though we shared a bed every night, I’d only heard about the gala from my friends.

Rico hesitated. “Yeah. You going?”

I shook my head. I knew Seraphina was my rival, in every way that mattered. Showing up at her family’s gala would only mean humiliation for me.

Rico didn’t say another word. He probably didn’t want me there, anyway.

I checked my phone. The forum thread had already hit thousands of replies. Together, Rico and Seraphina’s names were the stuff of legend in New York’s underworld circles.

Seraphina had made another post: “This weekend’s Rossi Charity Gala. All friends are welcome.”

Replies flooded in instantly:

“Thank you for the invite, Miss Rossi. The Moretti family will be in attendance.”

“Ser—Miss Rossi, we’re so sorry for gossiping about your past. We just hate that things ended the way they did for you…”

“Please don’t say anything to Mr. Valentino. I’ll get the mods to take the thread down right now.”

Seraphina just replied: “It’s alright, I actually think it’s… quite amusing. Rico won’t mind.”

With her blessing, the conversation swung right back to Rico.

“Wait, is Mr. Valentino actually gonna be there? You never hear anything about him these days.Man, who would’ve thought the legend of Queens would fly this far under the radar?”

“Miss Rossi, will Mr. Valention be attending?”

Another message from Seraphina popped up:“He just texted me back. He’s coming.”