The Mob Boss's Discarded Songbird

I was the most pampered songbird by Julian's side.

More accurately, I was his most prized bargaining chip.

He kept me in luxury for ten whole years, only to hand me over to Adrian like a pawn in a deal.

Later on, Julian would grind Adrian’s bloody head under his designer shoe.

He said, "Babe, I'm here to take you home."

What he never understood was that there was no going back.

On my twentieth birthday, Julian rented out the most exclusive rooftop restaurant in the city to celebrate for me.