Burning The Syndicate For My Broken Girl

Chapter 4

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e like a layer of grease, making every breath a struggle. I sat rigid in the heavy wooden

al reports your mother provided," he said, deliberately avoiding my gaze. "They d

" I rasped. "My mother paid Dr. Rossi to write this. Check his accounts. Check w

ss. Before I could, a guard lunged forward and shoved me hard by the shoulder.

ndicate for twenty years. A man of his stature does not hurt his own blood without cause." He tapped a manicured finger ag

kitten! They beat me! They're trying to lock me away so they can control me! Call an i

In his mind, the case was already closed. That one look fractured something deep inside my chest. He didn't believ

lder closed with finality. "I've already arranged for your father's men to collect

e meant I'd never see the outside world again. They'd drug me into a

warrant," I whispered, th

, escort her to the isola

d through the narrow top-floor corridor, my cracked burner phone vibrated sharply inside my coat pocket. I slipped it out with trembling fi

d the narrow staircase leading to the roof, I threw my entire body weight against the guard on my left. He stumbled har

er!" one of

biting cold of the night wind hit my face like a physical blow. I didn't stop running until I re

pped my cracked phone, ignoring the hundred new threatening messages

om every word. "The guards just called. Get down from

black sky. The crushing stone that had been sitting on

y steady. "I'm going to find

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Burning The Syndicate For My Broken Girl

Janna Lemay Mafia

“I was the daughter of a powerful Mafia Capo, but behind the grand estate doors, my parents treated me like a defective asset. My only comfort in this brutal world was a stray kitten named Tangerine. When my mother found out, she threw my kitten into a dumpster, and my father whipped my back with a heavy metal belt buckle for daring to shed a tear. I fled to the Syndicate Academy for sanctuary, only to find everyone staring at me in terror. My mother had weaponized our family's power. She broadcasted forged medical documents to the entire underworld, diagnosing me with severe schizophrenia and violent delusions. "She is completely detached from reality," my mother lied to the public. No one believed my bloody wounds, and the Academy ordered me to be sent back to my abusers to be locked away forever. I wasn't sick, I was just terrified of them. Why did a system built on "honor" protect monsters who gaslit their own blood and called it discipline? Stripped of all hope, I threw myself off the roof of the Academy to escape them. But my story didn't end when my broken body hit the cold cobblestones. Floating above my own corpse, I watched Dante, the most ruthless boss in the Syndicate, pick up my fractured phone. He uncovered the truth, rescued my surviving kitten, and turned his lethal gaze toward my parents. "I will protect your truth, even if I have to burn this whole city to the ground."”