Betrayed by the Capo, Crowned by the Don

d, I was sent to a brutal training camp. My arranged fiancé, Cap

shroom. Behind a locked stall, she delivered a stillborn baby, covered her hands in blood,

ing for my immediate execution. Luca played the devastated fiancé perfectly, publicly condemning me to death for treas

his rank and his twisted lies would easily send me to my g

werful had slipped me an anonymous war

lessandro arrived to pass judgment, I didn't be

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hed your entire setup live

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ng from every footstep. I sat on my cot, staring at a black folio that had ap

one ty

ll fake a stillbirth in the washroom and frame

my life as a chess piece: Don Alessandro Falcone. The

d found a metallic wafer. A scrap of paper

letter into the trash can and lit

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way, jaw tight. Beside him, Lucia

t her to the w

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g mine. "You will obey, or I'll strip

inch. "I sa

she's sick," I said, loud enough for the corridor to

heatrically. "Why are you so c

ared: "Everyone out! Two hours of planks-no wat

to the burning dirt. Their

ack. "You will take her. Refuse again, and these

shaking faces. They wou

rap. I had to walk in

nched free. "

My fingers found the cold metal device. I pressed

around a secret that could save me-or e