He Rammed My Car, I Erased His Empire

I’m the only daughter of the most powerful mafia don. Disguised and alone, I went to meet my arranged fiancé. His mistress stole my parking spot, broke both my legs—and he just watched. They tore my clothes, planned to dump me in the Hudson.

They thought I was nothing. But the distress beacon I pressed has already summoned Black Hawks over New York. In one minute, they’ll learn who really rules this city.