Reborn From Ashes: The Mafia Bride's Revenge

Chapter 9 9

Word Count: 621 | Released on: 22/03/2026

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-frozen, hysterical Caitlin back inside from the blizzard, throwing

ercing gaze locked onto Bridget, searching for the serpent beneath the sweet facade. I k

"Nonna"(Grandmother), she murmured softly, "please mind your health. Caitlin

, the quietest ones were always the deadliest. I watched Bridget's flawless performance,

ding over the damned. As I stood beside her, the harsh chandelier light caught the side of my face

ed my head slightly, letting

of the main branch," Eleanor's v

I was just... trying to discip

oretti wives I was a whore with no upbringing, Au

rmrest. "You conspired with outsi

psed to the floor, sobbing. "It

to the ruined Caitlin on the floor. "Ap

ter. She leaned in, her voice a soft, poisonous whisper meant only for Caitlin, but I caught the words.

ect trigger. Ca

nger at me. "Bring that Associate here! He'll tell you she

. I barely had the strength to walk. That man was your

out a feral shriek and lunged at

ack

loor with deafening force. The guards instantl

. "Caitlin Carson, your actions have damaged the honor and d

into a suffoca

leave its walls," Eleanor declared, her eyes devoid of mercy. "Or, you will marry

The first piece of my Vendetta was complete. I looked toward the heavy oak doors, my

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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.”