My Catfish Victim Is Actually the Mafia Heir

I catfished a clingy online boyfriend—then ghosted him. Now I'm living under his roof. I lied about my age, name, and face; sent him a stolen photo.

He's the mafia heir everyone fears, and he never stopped hunting the girl who broke him. Worse, he knows my voice. When a predator drugs me, my ghosted ex becomes my only protector—obsessed, dangerous, and betting everything that the real, size-16 me will love him back.