He Stole My Babies for Her
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Three years ago, to quell a mafia feud and save my father's life, I married Alessio.
Over the past three years, the occasional scraps of tenderness he threw my way had slowly tricked me into falling in love.
Until the day I nearly bled to death giving birth to our twins—only for him to immediately hand them over to his true love. His adoptive sister, Bianca, had been left sterile after taking a bullet for him years ago.
In the end, the reality was clear. I was just a breeding vessel, kept around merely to bear children for the only woman he ever loved.
My dignity, my flesh and blood, and my ridiculous love were unapologetically trampled into the dirt.
And when the devastating news of my father's brutal murder followed, the very last trace of weakness in my heart disintegrated into ash.
Over the past three years, the occasional scraps of tenderness he threw my way had slowly tricked me into falling in love.
Until the day I nearly bled to death giving birth to our twins—only for him to immediately hand them over to his true love. His adoptive sister, Bianca, had been left sterile after taking a bullet for him years ago.
In the end, the reality was clear. I was just a breeding vessel, kept around merely to bear children for the only woman he ever loved.
My dignity, my flesh and blood, and my ridiculous love were unapologetically trampled into the dirt.
And when the devastating news of my father's brutal murder followed, the very last trace of weakness in my heart disintegrated into ash.

















































