CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FIVE – THE SECRET ALLY

As she peeled away from the curb, she caught sight of several men in her rearview mirror, their frustrated shouts fading as she put distance between them. Jasmine didn't stop driving until she was back in familiar territory. She pulled over, her hands shaking as she gripped the steering wheel. What had she done? She'd delivered a package for the Morettis, right under Don Cesaro's nose. If he found out... Her phone buzzed, making her jump. A text from an unknown number: "Good job. More info coming soon. - V" Jasmine let out a shaky breath. She was in deep now, caught between two warring families. But she had no choice but to see it through. For the Bistro. For Marco. For herself. As she started her car again, heading home, Jasmine made a silent vow. She would play this dangerous game, but on her own terms. And somehow, she would find a way to protect everyone she cared about - no matter the cost. The next morning, Jasmine arrived at the Bistro earlier than usual. Her night had be