Betrayed by the Capo, Crowned by the Don

Chapter 3

Word Count: 630 | Released on: 29/06/2026

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und and brushed the

e harsh daylight, I retrieved my black leather satchel from the foot of my cot. It was a stark contrast

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for air, their hatred a palpable thin

arm, my touch a deliberate, c

dication in my bag,"

ight against me wit

id close attention to her body. She made a great show of her distress, her

renatal vitamins sat right on top of her makeup ba

tightened in my gut.

y satchel, letting my fingers close around t

tly to the Syndicate's encrypted communication server. Every Ca

the side, and a tiny vibrati

t washroom. The caustic smell of bl

e door," Lu

stripped of its tremulous fr

ap stall and slammed the metal d

ighest pressure. The loud rush of water echoed off the

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ed with false concern. "You sound ter

he running water. "Do not

ed through the humid air. It was followe

nst my ribs. I beat my fis

or right now or I am

and the door vio

he color of ash. Her hands we

less infant. The baby was entirely

had to clench my jaw to keep from gagging. I took a step ba

tely. A wicked, triumphant smile spread

whispered, her eyes wide and ma

ed myself to look terrified, to pla

lculated smirk tugged at

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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."”