Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Chapter 117 Behind Bars Plotting

Nick’s POV

Months had rotted away since they locked me up in this concrete hellhole. All because some corrupt judge decided to side with that bitch Gemma and convict me of breaking and entering after I tried to get what was rightfully mine from her apartment. One moment of bad timing cost me my clean record and my freedom. My court-appointed attorney kept reminding me that Gemma had Thorne family lawyers working the case - those bloodsucking legal sharks who served the mafia families downtown. They made sure I got the maximum sentence.

Those damn love letters I’d been sending her from inside kept getting intercepted by the guards and used against me in appeals. The warden made it clear that my correspondence was being monitored, making it nearly impossible to reach her the way I needed to. I had to find another way to get a cell phone, though contraband like that cost serious money behind bars. Gi would help me though - she’d proven her loyalty since the day I arrived.

Shortly after my incarceration, I’d met Stevie, a wiry con man who quickly became my closest ally in this cage. He explained that surviving on the inside meant having reliable people working for you on the outside. Having no family worth trusting, I was grateful when he introduced me to his sister Gi during visiting hours. She turned out to be everything I needed - handling my requests without asking questions, smuggling in small favors, and never missing a single visitation day. Speaking of which, here she came now, her heels clicking across the worn linoleum.

"I’m here, baby!" Gi called out, her throaty laughter echoing through the visiting room as she tossed her bleached hair over her leather jacket. Everything about her screamed street tough - the kind of woman who could navigate both sides of the law.

"My beautiful Gi! How’s my girl doing out there?" I greeted her with the most passionate kiss the guards would allow. She was attractive in a dangerous way, and we’d developed quite the understanding during our months of correspondence.

"When you start with that sweet talk, I know you need something heavy," she said with a knowing smirk, her dark eyes studying my face. "Just spit it out, Nick. We both know this isn’t a social call." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"That useless public defender they stuck me with showed up this week," I confided, leaning closer across the metal table.

"Oh yeah? What did that spineless piece of garbage have to say this time?"

"Says I need to stop sending letters to Gemma - claims it’s screwing up my chances for early release. According to him, if I want him to negotiate a plea reduction, I need to keep my mouth shut and play the reformed convict."

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