The Don Trained Me to Kill, Then Made Me His Mistress's Maid

At eighteen, Don Lorenzo Moretti dragged me out of a trafficking cage and made me his Underboss. I took bullets for him. Killed for him. Loved him down to the bone.Then he brought her home.Overnight, I went from his right hand to his mistress's personal maid. She shot me for target practice. He kissed her forehead and told me to smile.He said, "Do a hundred things for me, and we're even."Ninety-eight. Ninety-nine. One hundred.Now I'm the Underboss of his worst enemy. My gun is at his temple.And I'm not the one begging anymore.