𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗲

Prologue.

Under the dark skies of the Windy City, I walked through the streets, my stilettos clicking in the alleyways like the restless spirit.

Chicago, all bright neon and flash, looked dazzling on the surface, but it had layers. Beneath the shine, it carried the weight of its past-every gunshot still echoing in its bones, silent cries for help carved into its streets. The city was a master of illusion, thriving on secrets buried deep.

But my world is even further down-hidden behind law books, silenced by gunshots, fueled by fear. A maze of power, polished like marble, tainted only by the blood of the wicked.

By day, I'm Frank Monroe, Attorney-at-Law. They call me the Icy Queen in court-cold, unshakable, always in control. My sharp mind is enough to freeze my opponents' veins, and I have no intention of letting it thaw.

When night falls, I step into my foster father's shoes-Conor Jones, the boss of the Irish Mob. It's then that the lawyer mask comes off, and I serve up my own kind of justice, the kind reserved for those the courts let slip through.

Every night, I sink deeper into the world of organized crime. Corruption and betrayal-that's the beat I live by now. But I never lose focus, every move is accounted for.

Now, with my foster father's empire in my hands, I don't see it as a burden-it's an honor.

Loyalty was never questioned, and neither was duty. A bond bound in blood, running far deeper than the waters of the Chicago River.

From now until my final breath, it would always be Blood in and no out.

This is my life. I am Frank Monroe, and this isn't your typical mafia lawyer's story. No, this is the underworld beneath the city's shine—the ugly underbelly of the gorgeous city of Chicago.

In this world, only one thing was certain: You play by my rules, or you don't play at all.

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- Brina