Reborn To Reign: Choosing The Monster Over The Prince

chest, ending my life as

me bleed out on the cold tile flo

e girl I trusted with my life, looking at

the Chicago Outfit was actually a monster who

brother Brannon, the "Butcher"-was the o

, hatred, and the met

my body jolting upri

mooth. My hea

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ayal, the murder-none

as still the naive girl he

he Rite of Choice tonight and

as w

chandeliers, the Don asked m

ts breath, waiting for

urned my gaze to the terri

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supposed to be the end, but the metallic tang of gunpowde

My hand flew to my sternum, fingers clawing at the silk of

was no

ainst my ribs like a trapped bird, but i

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iar. It was the voice of the man who had watched me bl

oked

ed Capo who had ordered my execution. He looked younger. His face was unl

in. Untarnished. Which

red hi

hidden behind closed doors. The betrayal by my cousin, Jana. And finally, the night I fou

ward, pushing my

ical training center. The ai

o make me blush but now made my stomach turn. "Did the re

ge counter where his Beretta lay. He picked it up, ejected t

up for me

time, I was already his property. The daughter of a dead Solda

apologized for being clumsy. She would have picked up the magazin

he black meta

s tone sharpening.

f gunfire ceased. Silence stretched across the gym, heavy and suff

les from my skirt. My legs felt

" I

owing. The mask of the charming prince slipped, ju

use

my voice steady, though my palms w

ment lockers. My cousin. The rat. She looked you

to Connor's side. "Don't be rud

same look she wore when she told him w

elled of expensive cologne and gun oil. He t

in velvet. "The Rite of Choice is tonight. You're forgetti

brushing a stray lock of hai

to inspect the facility

s hand

es his Capo bullying a woman instead of leading his men," I continued.

He hadn't expected me to know the Don's schedule. He

or the naive girl he planned

Connor snapped, not bre

floor, eager to plea

h hot against my ear. "You look d

a cruel smirk pl

l make breaking yo