Bully My Daughter？ I’m the Real Mafia Queen—and You’ll Pay the Price.

My daughter’s swimsuit was stuffed with live leeches during a school swim final, leaving her bleeding in the pool while everyone called her a poor scholarship brat. The man responsible beat me, forced us to kneel, and bragged that his wife controlled New York. What he didn’t know was that my daughter was the only heiress of the Caruso Mafia—and I was the real Mafia Queen. I had been away for three years. Now I was back to take my family, my empire, and my revenge.