Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270: Chapter 54 Rescue Squad Mobilized

Gemma’s POV

My heart shattered like glass hitting concrete. This wasn’t just one betrayal cutting through me, but layers upon layers of broken trust from a man who controlled entire neighborhoods with his iron fist. The worst part? Dominic didn’t believe in me. He chose to embrace the lies his exiled father Marcus had planted instead of having a simple conversation with me. He couldn’t even find the backbone to end things properly with the honor expected of a Capo, just moved on to someone else and tossed me away like I was nothing more than another expendable asset in his criminal empire. This was completely wrong.

After shutting the reinforced door behind me, I collapsed against it, sliding down until I hit the floor. Raw sobs tore from my throat as I buried my face in my hands. Time became meaningless as I sat there drowning in my own tears. It felt like someone had ripped open a dam inside me, and the rushing water of grief wouldn’t stop flowing, pulling me under wave after wave of crushing pain that cut deeper than any knife wound.

Hiccups wracked my body while a burning sensation spread across my chest. My breathing became labored and ragged, but the tears kept coming without mercy. The doorbell’s sharp ring cut through my misery, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. It rang again, yet I remained frozen in place, consumed by my sobbing and agony. Only when I heard Zoe’s familiar voice threatening to call her contacts in the fire department to break down my door did I finally stir, knowing Dominic’s intelligence coordinator would absolutely follow through on that threat.

Dragging myself upright, I opened the door to find my girls standing there like a rescue squad ready for action, armed with enough supplies to survive a siege.

"We’re here for you now and always, Gemma," Zoe wrapped me in her strong embrace, her voice carrying the same steel that made rival families think twice about crossing Thorne territory. "We thought it was better not to involve Ivy today since she’s dealing with some family business, but tomorrow we’ll fill her in on everything."

I melted into Zoe’s arms, my tears flowing freely again. Soon I felt the other girls joining our huddle, creating a cocoon of warmth around me. God, how desperately I needed this comfort from the only people in this dangerous world who truly had my back. Slowly, my breathing steadied and my sobs quieted enough for words to form. When my racing heart finally settled, I managed to speak.

"What are you crazy women doing here?" I attempted a smile while wiping away tears with the backs of my hands.

"That broker Basil called me, explained what went down with Dominic’s mess, and said you needed your girls. So here we are. And he was absolutely right," Zoe declared with the authority of someone who coordinated intelligence networks across the city.

"Plus we came armed for every emotional emergency - pizza for rage, burgers and fries for hatred, ice cream for sadness, chocolate for wounded hearts, gummy bears for anxiety, and plenty more backup supplies," Ruby rattled off like she was reading a battle plan for surviving heartbreak in mafia territory.

"And naturally, skincare essentials, because we might crumble inside, but the world doesn’t need to witness it, especially not those lowlife rivals who’d love to see us weak. Tomorrow we’ll look stunning as usual," Nora’s logic made me smile despite everything, knowing appearance was everything when you moved in circles where showing vulnerability could get you killed.

"Oh girls, you’re incredible! The absolute best friends anyone could ask for in this godforsaken city!" I sniffled gratefully.

"So, gorgeous, we’ll fall apart tonight, but tomorrow we’ll be gorgeous and armed for whatever comes next in this war zone," Zoe announced, throwing herself onto my couch with dramatic flair.

The doorbell chimed again and I answered it to find Lila rushing inside, dragging her compact suitcase behind her. After squeezing me tight, she started chattering away. "I made it, everyone! Did I miss the important stuff?"

"Chill out, Little June, we literally just arrived ourselves," Zoe called from her spot on the couch, using the code name she’d given Lila for their secure communications. "But you’ve got some serious explaining to do about keeping secrets!"

Lila shot me a guilty look, like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar and desperately needing backup. I guided Lila into the living room, where Ruby and Nora had already transformed my coffee table into an impressive food distribution center.

"Listen up, Little June, I want to start by understanding why you’ve been hiding Gemma’s troubles from us," Zoe began her interrogation of Lila with the same intensity she used on informants.

"Zo, she begged me not to say anything while Ivy and Caleb were dealing with that internal family crisis, but now thankfully they’ve sorted things out and we can focus on helping Gemma," Lila explained, settling cross-legged on the floor.

"I see. And exactly how long have you been in the know?" Zoe locked her gaze on Lila, who was casually taking a bite of pizza before answering.

"Um, since the first threatening letter showed up." When Lila mentioned the letter, I felt every drop of blood drain from my face. The girls weren’t supposed to discover that detail about Nick’s escalating harassment.

"What letter, Little June?" Nora dropped her burger mid-bite, immediately alert to potential danger.

"You know, those threatening letters that psycho Nick keeps sending her from prison," Lila said matter-of-factly, earning a sharp elbow to her ribs that made her yelp and rub the sore spot.

"Start talking, Gemma! Because I can’t believe you think I’m such a pathetic friend that I wouldn’t care about death threats against you and help mobilize our resources just because our other friend was struggling with family warfare," Zoe’s complaint came with a scary angry expression that reminded me why she was feared throughout the criminal underworld.

"Zo, you girls are the most amazing friends on Earth, but I didn’t want to become a burden when everyone’s already dealing with territorial conflicts," I tried defending myself.

"Oh really, so you decided that only Lila counted as your real friend and the rest of us were just decoration," Ruby said, clearly hurt by my decision to hide the escalating danger.

"Oh no, girls, that’s not it at all." New tears started flowing. "It’s just that I’ve never had friends like you before, incredible people willing to mobilize armed protection and resources to help me, and I didn’t want it to look like I was competing with Ivy for attention during her crisis with Caleb and..."

"Oh, Clair..." Zoe cut me off as I sniffled pathetically. "We get it, but you can never shut us out again, ever! Friends share the beautiful moments and the bloodbaths, and sometimes everyone’s drowning in their own territorial wars, but they survive together."

"Exactly, Gemma, no matter how terrible things get for one of us, if another person has trouble, we’ll mobilize and protect them just the same!" Nora pulled me into her arms. "And Ivy feels awful because you’ve been handling prison threats and stalkers alone."

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