They Gambled With My Body, My Papa Bet Their Lives
As Don Julian Vitale's woman, I've accompanied him every step of the way, from the streets all the way to the peak.
It all starts because I don't like the way Julian's god-sister, Milena Santoro, uses so much force in dressing my wounds that I've dismissed her in favor of other people.
The next day, my explicit photos are plastered all over the underground casino's chips.
I clutch my abdomen, which still sports the stab wound I've blocked for Julian. As I search for him, I end up overhearing his subordinates' lewd laughter outside a private room.
"Winona sure is hot, Don Vitale! Now that her body's printed all over the chips, our luck has tremendously increased as well!"
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