All Chapters of Becoming The Mafia Queen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

3 Chapters

1. The Truth

SOFIAMy father always said that only a stupid man would walk into a casino with the hope of winning anything. The smart ones walk in there with the hope of finding out about themselves, and they are the ones who walk out with more than they walked in. I was five years old when he taught me that. Now, I'm twenty-four, and I'm not standing in a casino but the stakes feel just as high. "You're crazy," Valentina said. "Aren't we all?" I replied, glancing over at the tall, grey-haired man who was in deep conversation with a steely-eyed woman who looked like she was bored out of her mind. "If this works, we could both make it in by next summer.""Yeah, like the admissions officer is just going to hand you an opportunity to attend the most prestigious school in America," Valentina said. "Seriously, you're going to get us in trouble.""I'm not going to ambush him," I said. "Come on. What do you take me for?""You're not?" she asked, raising a questioning eyebrow. "Then what are you going

Last Updated : 2025-03-14

2. The Funeral

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SOFIA“Miss Moretti?”I looked up slowly, blinking at the detective sitting across from me. He was staring at me in that sombre, touching way that you would look at a fragile piece of glass that was about to explode. His partner actually had to wipe a tear from her eyes as they sat across from me. Behind us, the police were still walking all around the apartment, taking pictures and talking excitedly. Hearing their voices all around the apartment made me want to throw up. My head was spinning, and I just wanted to lay down for a bit. “Miss Moretti, anything you can remember will be very useful,” he said. “I understand how difficult this must be for you, but the sooner we get this information out of your head, the better it will be. Details get muddied after some time, and we prefer to get them right after a crime has been committed.”I blinked at him silently, unable to bring myself to speak. What exactly was I supposed to say? How could I reveal the horror of what I’d witnessed ear

Last Updated : 2025-03-19

3. The Bridge

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SOFIAI don't remember most of what happened in the days after dad's funeral. I mostly just locked myself away in my bedroom, trying to make sense of the world. For days on end, I would mostly just roll out of bed and sit by the windowsill, desperately trying to get myself to move even though it wasn’t going to happen.And the worst part was having to walk past the spot where the incident happened. Even after scrubbing it with bleach for hours, after airing out the entire house and even moving things around so it would look different, it was still impossible to walk into the living room and not relive the entire incident again. I was slowly losing my mind, and I didn’t know how to deal with it. The pain, anger, sadness, loneliness and depression all wrapped up around me like a suffocating blanket, and I just couldn’t shake it off no matter what I did. It was always there, constantly breathing down my neck and holding me captive. So I stayed in my room and tried to let the darkness c

Last Updated : 2025-04-03

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