Reborn From Ashes: The Mafia Bride's Revenge

Chapter 5 5

Word Count: 707 | Released on: 22/03/2026

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o the heavy oak door and back again. The realization of her catastroph

e hissed, her voice trembling wit

confused whisper. "I don't unders

aterina let out a guttural, unhinged shriek. She

ain blooming across my left cheek. I tasted copper. I didn't stumble. I didn't raise a hand to de

ed into a suffoca

corner of the wing. "Mrs. Moretti. My father, Liam Carson, may have bled out for this alliance, but Carson blood has not run dry. My

lammed into the hardwood floor. *Cl

d condemning glares. Striking an allied family's daughter in front o

Caterina's chest heaved. She swallowed hard, her eyes burning with a promise of death. "Mi dispiace" (I

st go find Caitlin. Come, Isabella, let us leave thi

back on her entirely and faced my grandmother. I did not kne

with my cousin Caitlin. Now she is missing, and there are strange sounds coming from that room. I

ing forward. "Eleanor,

nder. She looked at Caterina with utter disdain, then turne

The color drained from

Her sharp, calculating eyes bored into mine. She needed her judgment to be airti

felt the weight of their stares-some pitying, so

it. The f

tly at the closed oak door. I kept my voice eerily calm, devoid of

arp gasps of revulsion. The wives' faces twisted into masks of disgust. Even Eleanor's stoi

sed to orchestrating the entire scandal. In the eyes of every woman present, I had just transformed from

d and waited for

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“I was the daughter of a loyal Mafia Capo, arranged to marry the Underboss of the Moretti family. But I gave my heart to his brother, Marco, who promised to break the betrothal and protect me. When I went into premature labor in a freezing, abandoned warehouse, Marco didn't come to save me. He sent my cousin, Caitlin. With a mocking smile, she told me Marco despised my "filthy Irish blood" and that my pregnancy was just a temporary amusement. Then, she pulled out a hunting knife. She pinned me down, sliced my abdomen open, and smothered my newborn baby right in front of my eyes. "He agreed that this inconvenience needs to be removed," she whispered. She revealed that she and Marco had orchestrated my father's murder to secure Mafia shipping routes. Then, she casually knocked over a kerosene lantern, locking the heavy metal door to let me and my dead child burn to ash. While they headed to a high-society gala to celebrate my "accidental" death and their new power, I lay in the roaring flames. As the fire blistered my skin and I held my baby's lifeless body, my suffocating despair froze into a razor-sharp rage. My entire life, my family, and my love had been built on their calculated lies. But they made one fatal mistake. I didn't die in that inferno. I dragged my ruined body out of the ashes, wrapped myself in a blood-soaked coat, and walked straight into their celebration banquet to become their goddamn reckoning.”