Betrayed by the Capo, Crowned by the Don

Author: Sutton Moul

Chapter 1

Word Count: 628 | Released on: 29/06/2026

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

ave to def

hed your entire setup live

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nna

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

d my arm

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

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Betrayed by the Capo, Crowned by the Don

Sutton Moul Mafia

“After my father, the Syndicate's most respected Consigliere, died, I was sent to a brutal training camp. My arranged fiancé, Capo Luca, despised me and only wanted to swallow my family's assets. One afternoon, Luca forced me to escort his lower-level mistress, Lucia, to the isolated washroom. Behind a locked stall, she delivered a stillborn baby, covered her hands in blood, and ran out screaming that I had just murdered my own hidden infant to protect my reputation. The entire compound instantly turned against me. Dozens of armed soldiers surrounded me, racking their rifles and roaring for my immediate execution. Luca played the devastated fiancé perfectly, publicly condemning me to death for treason. He swore he had never touched me, using the dead child as proof of my sins so he could legally steal my inheritance. He really thought I was just a helpless pawn. He believed his rank and his twisted lies would easily send me to my grave, allowing him to rule the compound with his mistress. But he didn't know someone far more powerful had slipped me an anonymous warning and a hidden camera that morning. As the Syndicate's legendary and ruthless Don Alessandro arrived to pass judgment, I didn't beg for mercy. I calmly held up the black device. "I don't have to defend myself." "Because the Don just watched your entire setup live on his encrypted server."”