the dancers legacy

"Amore puro non esiste senza sofferenza."
"True love does not exist without suffering."

Every night was the same for Adrasteia Bloom; five to nine in the dance studio, nine to five on the pole. That's just the way things seemed to be for her. And with time, she'd gotten used to having to power nap on the bus ride home and back to work. There was nothing she could necessarily do about it. The Guerra Mafia owned her; it was either dance and live or don't dance and die. Her mind was programmed to survival and she wasn't bound to kick the bucket anytime soon. However, she will admit: the lifestyle that she leads does not end prosperously, but as long as she's protected by the Guerra twins, everything should run smoothly.
Or so she thought.