My Ex Traded Me to a Mafia Boss, But He's My Uncle!

New Year's Eve. Brandon, my boyfriend of three years, invited me home to meet his parents.

At dinner, he drugged my wine.

"Skylar, the gangsters...they'll chop my hands off if I don't pay up. I had no way out! I had to give you to him."

"Don't blame me. Blame your luck. You look just like his crush."

"It's win-win. I pay my debts, you get a wealthy life."

Drugged and dazed, I was delivered by his family to gates I knew too well. The home of my uncle, Victor Thorne.

Victor had always doted on Mom and me.