A woman who makes her living selling fish is pulled into the criminal underworld, where she discovers a talent for power and survival. As she climbs from the market stalls toward the top of a mafia empire, she must decide how much of herself she is willing to sacrifice to rule.
point. Brianna. I run a fish stall on the docks. Your daughter Sylvia is with me. The bastards in your house are about to torment her to death. Dead silence fell over the save for heavy, dangerous breathing. I tapped the metal receiver and sneered. Vincent Grimaldi, if you're any kind of father, listen to your daughter.
I pressed the receiver to Sylvia's ear. Hearing her father's voice, her suppressed tears burst out. Daddy, me and Ethan miss you. Grandma won't feed us.
Ethan has a high fever. Over the line came a sickening crack, the sound of solid hardwood being crushed in someone's bare hand. Seconds later, Vincent told Sylvia to hand the phone back to me.
His voice was terrifyingly calm. Miss Brianna, thank you for taking care of my daughter. I am currently overseas handling a messy territory war and cannot return to City A So, I would like to offer you a marriage contract.
You would be my wife. You'll have all the rights of Mrs. Grimalai. Once the paperwork is done, you'll be authorized to handle all my family And I will pay you with a considerable sum.
The only condition is, I need you to protect my children and my assets until I return to City A. Living alone for years, marriage was the last thing on my mind. Protecting a child didn't mean I needed a husband. You sure?
I'm just a fishmonger covered in fish scales. My reputation is filthy.