The Mafia Bride's Lethal Revenge

Chapter 4

Word Count: 705 | Released on: 30/04/2026

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ke a suffocating fish. The shock on her face quickly mo

in the dead silence of the Main Hall. "After everything we'

Persian rug, finally snapped. The public executio

d, the veins in his neck bulging. "

rk, humorless

ward, his heavy hand raised high to strike me down, to beat me

I didn't even

a Moretti Caporegime?" I asked, my voice a b

ze inches fr

"Think what Julian would do to this house, to you, if I returned to him

ery chain he used to bind me, was now my impenetrable shield. He slowly lowered his han

d fabric of my wedding dress. "Let's talk about m

ise. "That money is gone! We spent it

ents," I interrupted smoothly. "

out that the head of the Rossi family is so broke, he has to steal from his dead wife's daughter to pay his debts? That he c

teeth would shatter. Caterina was speechless,

oing in my own voice. "The full amount, plus interest, transfe

ence stretch. I stepped into Caterina's personal spa

ith fear. "You should be asking Antonio about Eleonora Vescovi. About their son, D

stopped b

laying on my lips. "He sacrificed me to put her in a position of power. What make

terina slowly turned her head to look at Antonio, her eyes wide with a terrifying

on the ruins of the Rossi family and walked out

he edge of the estate, slid

asked, glancing at my ruined

e window. The war here was won, but the real ba

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“To save my crumbling family, I was married off to Julian Moretti, the terrifying Underboss of the Chicago mafia. But he didn't even wait for the wedding reception to end before slipping Rohypnol into my champagne. I woke up on the cold marble floor of the penthouse, only to see my new husband sleeping with his long-time mistress right in front of me. He dragged my unconscious body there just to let me wake up to this humiliation, to show me I was nothing but discarded trash. When I escaped and returned home for help, my father threw a heavy crystal glass at my head. "You ruined us, you stupid bitch! Go back and beg for his mercy!" My stepmother cursed me for not knowing my place, while I discovered they had been embezzling my dead mother's trust fund to pay off debts. Even worse, the mistress in my husband's bed was actually my father's illegitimate daughter. My own family had served me to a Capo's bed just to beg for scraps, sacrificing my life for their beloved bastard. They all thought I was just the obedient, fragile Rossi princess they could easily manipulate and feed to the wolves. They expected me to cry, surrender, and let them bleed me dry. But the fragile mafia princess they knew was already dead. In her place, the dormant instincts of "Seraph"-the lethal Mossad operative I used to be-snapped awake. I wiped my husband's blood off my knuckles, stepped over his groaning body, and made a deal with his deadliest rival. This time, I'm going to burn their entire empire to the ground.”