My Don Sterilized Me for His Pregnant Mistress

The test results finally exposed the truth: I hadn’t failed to give the Ellington family an heir. My husband had made sure I never could. For three years, Baird Ellington—my husband and the don of the family—had been lacing my coffee with a drug meant to leave me infertile. That same night, he walked into the estate’s council chamber with a visibly pregnant Perdita Bellafort on his arm. In front of every made man under his command, he took his seat at the head of the table and said, “Perdita is particular about what she eats. From now on, you’ll oversee her meals yourself. Make sure the chef doesn’t repeat a menu in the same week.” He paused, his eyes settling on me. “Clear your things out of the master suite tonight. Perdita is moving in.” I didn’t answer. I turned for the doors. Behind me, the underboss spoke up, his voice carefully controlled. “Don Baird, Mrs. Ellington has stood by you for three years—” “So?” Baird tapped two fingers against the table, and the chamber fell silent. “If she wants to leave, let her. This family has no use for a wife who can’t produce an heir.” His gaze followed me toward the doors. “She’ll learn soon enough that love doesn’t buy her a place at th…

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