“We were celebrating our ten-year anniversary at the Famiglia's most exclusive luxury restaurant. Before we could even finish our champagne, my fiancé Lorenzo suddenly stood up. "Gianna is panicking. The situation requires my presence." He walked out, leaving me completely alone in a room full of dangerous made men. Ten minutes later, Gianna posted a photo of Lorenzo in her living room, calling him her protector. For ten years, I had managed his blood money, scrubbed gunpowder from my nails, and isolated myself from my family to protect his Capo status. But he didn't even give me a seat at the table. Instead, he paraded Gianna around the underground banquet, letting her claim my place and mock my humiliation in front of the entire syndicate. When I finally snapped and confronted him, he grabbed my wrist hard enough to leave bruises. "You are making a scene in front of my men." I had twisted myself into an unrecognizable knot to survive in his world, silencing my own instincts to appease his paranoia. Why did my decade of absolute loyalty yield nothing but being treated like a discarded pawn? As I fell to the concrete, bleeding and completely broken, a towering figure emerged from the shadows. It was Dante Romano, the undisputed Don of New York. He pulled me into his arms and handed me the ultimate power to destroy the man who had ruined me. But the Don's protection came with a price I never saw coming.”