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Chapter 2

Author: Liora Z
Her sweet, greedy voice from that recording still echoed in the car.

I flicked the screen off, a bitter sneer on my face.

Help me? By dragging me in front of the Commission?

I ripped open the envelope, breaking the Commission's wax seal. Anna’s neat signature on the complaint was a knife in my eye.

Her greed was staggering. She didn't just want half of the original $8.7 million. She wanted three ports in Brooklyn, two tech companies in Manhattan, and five underground casinos in Vegas.

That was exactly half of the Blackthorne family's current assets.

These numbers, this strategy… this wasn't Anna. This was Victor, using her as a weapon to tear half the flesh from my bones.

An icy chill snaked up my spine and froze my heart.

But there was no time for heartbreak. I am the Godmother of the Blackthorne family. Tears are for the weak.

I rolled down the window. The cold rain on my face shocked me back to reality.

"Rosa," I commanded. "Get on the horn. Triple the guards at the ports, the casinos, and the tech offices. Effective immediately. Any Falcone bastard gets within a stone's throw, you take them out. Handle it. No reports."

"Got it, Boss!" Rosa grabbed her radio and started barking orders.

I picked up my phone again.

I scrolled through six years of texts from Anna. Six years of her asking for money.

"Sister, I saw a couture gown I need for a gala tonight."

"Sister, all my friends have the new model yacht. You don't want me to look bad, do you?"

"Sister, the art scene in Milan is amazing. I think I should buy an apartment here so I can visit more."

Hundreds of messages. An endless stream of excuses.

I never once said no. Every reply was the same: "Money's wired. Stay safe."

Then I made a call, to the encrypted line of my private banker in Switzerland.

"This is Amelia." My voice was ice. "I need a full printout of every transfer from my accounts to Anna Blackthorne for the past six years. Every single transaction. I want it in my study. Now."

An hour later, I was sitting in a large leather chair in my study. The mahogany desk in front of me was covered with a thick stack of papers.

Two hundred and seventy-three pages of bank statements.

The smallest transfer was a hundred grand for "spending money." The largest was a million dollars for a "birthday present."

This was the "proof" of how I'd stolen her inheritance.

I stole her inheritance, then stuffed my own blood money into her pockets by the millions?

My phone buzzed. A text from Anna.

"Sister, have you thought it over? Sign the papers. It's better for both of us. Don't make me leave you with nothing."

I laughed. A cold, empty sound.

"Save your disgusting offer. See you at the hearing. You want my territory? You'll have to walk over my corpse to get it."

I hit send.

As the message went through, my mind flashed back for a second.

The first few nights after our parents were killed. Gunshots outside the estate, every night.

Anna would scream and shake, too terrified to even close her eyes.

I was the one who held her, one hand clamped over her ears, the other holding a loaded gun, staying awake through one terrifying night after another.

I swore to myself that as long as I was alive, no one would ever hurt her.

And now, she was the one twisting the knife in my chest.

The phone buzzed again. An unknown number, but the text that followed made the sender clear. "Amelia. It's Victor. Let's talk."

Talk? A rabid dog sniffing at my borders thinks he's earned a seat at my table?

I blocked the number without a second thought.

Then, I called Leo. My consigliere. The only man I trusted.

"Amelia?"

"Leo. I need you."
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