Tyr, an MMA champion with fists of steel and a heart hardened by betrayal. She was the bastard daughter of the powerful Alaister family with little interaction with them. 

When she reached adulthood, she thought there would be no more forced visits with this family, but she suddenly began receiving incessant calls and messages to come to the main house which she ignored.

That was until when her father’s gym was destroyed and he was left in a hospital bed. She stormed into the Alaister estate demanding answers.

Instead, she was handed a marriage contract.

The groom? The ruthless heir of the Vastano Mafia empire. The deal? Wealth, protection, and power beyond anything she had known. Tyr thought it was a joke until she saw the signature line.

What she didn’t know was that the Vastano heir was already in love… with her pampered half-sister. Tyr was just the bait. A pawn to be discarded when she had lost her usefulness.

"I didn't mess—I didn't do anything to him," I argue, trying to keep my voice steady despite the gun aimed at my face.


"And Tyr," Amelia challenges, her eyes unwavering. "You didn't do anything to her?"


Amelia shifts the handgun, pointing the muzzle at the house manager's temple. "Yet this bitch had a string of messages with your hoe. You are telling me you had no idea what that bitch was doing behind your back?"


"No," I stutter. "I only complained to Helene about the usual things. Who would think she would actually do something?"


Amelia stands up, walking over to me. Her steps are slow and imposing. She reaches out and grasps my jaw, her grip tight, forcing me to meet her burning gaze.


Chapter 54 - Chapter fifty-four