Mafia.

To most it’s a fearful word. A group to stay away from. It’s dangerous. To me, it’s a way of life. Born a Caputo, an Italian mafia family feared on the American east coast, I’m more like them than I care to admit.

The only daughter of Antonio Caputo, rage and fire course through my veins the same as it does my father and my brothers. I was bred for violence. I thirst for blood. I was raised to never back down. I’m hungry for the power they all hold.

I pretend to be the princess Daddy wants me to be.

To the outside world I’m the angel among monsters. I’m a good liar. An even better player. I even have him fooled—the one person I never meant to hide myself from. I’m done hiding. The day I shed my cap and gown the real me came out.

He still hasn’t figured out it’s all just a coverup. No matter how many times I told him I wasn't the good little girl he thought I was, he didn’t believe me. He never thought I could handle him, pretending I didn’t exist.

Truth is—he’s the one that can’t handle me, and he’s about to see how bad I can be.