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The Mafia's Forgotten Daughter is Back

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 415    |    Released on: 29/10/2025

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nishment disguised as a chore. The physical labor was grueling, my leg a con

ime when my mother's hands were gentle, when my father's smile st

ntercepted me at the edge of the woods. A sleek b

berries, my favorite from a childhood that felt like someo

is," he said, hold

crimson silk. The kind of dress I once dreamed

ilver-tipped bullet meant for him. He never knew it was me. Serafina had cl

he box back at him. The confusion on

s voice softer than I'd heard it in year

ty propelled me. I wanted to see h

ne buzzed. He glanced at the scree

as her. Serafi

o her. The brief warmth in his eyes vanishe

und. Now," he bar

e didn't explain. He w

ulder of the road. Dante gestured sharply towar

di

or slammed s

e road as the town car sped back t

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“I served seven years in a black-site prison for a crime my sister committed. Today, my betrothed-the man who chose her over me-finally came to collect his property. But he didn't come to save me. He came to collect me like a debt, watching with cold eyes as I was shoved into a filthy shed, a disgrace to be kept out of sight. Minutes later, his phone rang. It was my sister. Without a word, he left me standing in the dirt to rush to her side. Abandoned. Again. Through the thin walls of my new prison, I heard my own mother's voice. She was arranging to have me sent to a remote convent, to be buried for good this time. They hadn't just locked me away to protect their perfect, adopted daughter. They planned to erase me completely. But as I sat in the dark, a cheap burner phone buzzed in my pocket. A single message glowed on the screen. "Northern Syndicate. We can get you out. You have ten days."”