Francesca
I was promised freedom.
One job: spy on Dante Forzi, the mafia boss who terrifies even his enemies.
All I had to do was get close. Close enough to gather intel.
Close enough to lose myself.
I came to destroy him.
Now I tuck in his children at night and dream of his hands on my skin.
But the deeper I fall, the more I realize: no one escapes the mafia.
Not alive.
Dante
I don’t believe in softness.
Not in this life.
But she makes my children laugh. She fills the house with a warmth I didn’t know I missed.
And when she looks at me, I forget what I am.
She lied to me, so I made her mine.
Now I have everything to lose.
And I’ll kill to keep it.