The Don Told Me to Know My Place, I Took Everything from Him
I was the woman who had been at Daniel Rossi's side the longest.
At seventeen, my father sold me to Daniel to cover fifteen thousand dollars in gambling debts.
At eighteen, he taught me to fire my first gun. The instant the bullet left the barrel, he leaned close to my ear and said, "If you're scared, hold on to me."
At twenty, I took a knife for him. He sat by my hospital bed all night and swore he would make everyone who hurt me pay.
He turned me into the fastest blade in his arsenal, and I cleared every obstacle from his path.
In the end, he became the youngest Don the Rossi family had ever seen.
The whole state knew it, too: the woman at the Don's side was more loyal than his own shadow.