Rebel Simmons was just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand in the game of life. Despite her harsh and abusive upbringing, she worked hard, and studied harder. With an IQ of 252. she's a certified genius and is working towards her Masters Degree in Computer Engineering and Computer Science at Stanford University. When tough times hit and she's desperate for money, she steals $5 Million from an offshore bank account. Little did she know she was stealing from the most ruthless Mafia Boss in the world: Dante Vino. • MATURE THEMES 18+ • Cover designed by Holly Thurston

People define pain in different ways. l get it now. One defines pain according to the experiences one goes through. l feel like I'm suffocating,like I'm locked up in a small tiny room, no window, no light, its just me and my pain. It feels like I'm quickly running out of oxygen and my heart. Oh my heart, how can l feel so much pain and still be alive? is it even possible?...She thought to herself. Sitting on the on the toilet floor was Amanda, tears streaming down her pretty little face, her back was resting against the walls. She just couldn't stop crying, at least she managed to lock the doors before any of her workers walked in and see how messed up she was. Her right hand was on her chest close to her heart, she slowly patted her chest, tears streaming down trying to soothe the pain. It was all too much, the pain, the hurt, it was slowly killing her. She raised her left hand looking at the message again, more tears rolled down her cheeks landing on her phone's screen. Jason's message was still there, not even a word changes as she read the message over and over again. "you aren't what l want anymore...I'm sorry" Eight words was all it took, dumped through a text and she was crushed beyond repair.