No Longer His Obedient Mafia Shadow

I had been the obedient shadow of New York's future Don since we were six years old, willing to bleed for his Outfit.

But in a club full of made men, when asked who he would save in a lethal crossfire between me and a Capo's daughter, he looked me dead in the eye and chose her.

"Tessa is too soft for the life. Saving her would just be a tactical liability."

The entire syndicate crew erupted in mocking laughter, cheering as the Capo's daughter brazenly took the seat beside him.