The Mafia's Deadly Love Game
“Ma’am, have your breakfast. With time, you’ll feel better.”
Scarlet exhaled, her chest rising and falling rapidly as anxiety crept up her spine. “I’m so scared of my life,” she confessed, her voice cracking slightly. “I mean, I’m trained in self-defense and all that... but everyone wants a piece of me. Like I’m some trophy cake to be claimed.”
Yolanda fell silent, her hand pausing mid-air as she reached for a napkin. She watched Scarlet carefully, sensing there was more.
Scarlet stared ahead, eyes unfocused. “Some time ago, I overheard a few of the men talking,” she said quietly, her fingers tightening around the fork. “They said I climbed too fast. That I didn’t belong. That I needed to be
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