To fulfill my dying grandfather's wish, I went on a blind date—but mistook New York's mafia king, Victor, for the match. His autistic son Leo's thoughts reached me: “Pretty lady smells nice. Want hugs.” I reached out, and Victor softened instantly. Desperate, I asked: “Can we marry today?” He agreed—on one condition: move in and care for Leo. Only after signing did I realize I hadn't married an ordinary man, but the most feared mafia don in the city.





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