The Cost of a Crown: A Mafia Princess's Ruin

he day Dante Moretti, the new Don,

scrubbing floors in what was once my mansi

destroyed his, and his

ible truth: I was pr

agile reason to endure, b

lculating fiancée, brutally

e public murder of my last rem

ld shattered

uished every flicker of hope, le

d, replaced by a quiet re

bottle of pills my one solace

stroying everything I held dear, yet haunt my every

hatred and a possessive darkness tha

he generational cycle of vio

hy before his capos, my family's remaining

t, a forgotten echo of a life I thought was

ined me, the poison I had taken hours ea