Rising From Ashes: The Vengeful Mafia Bride

ten years, believing my devot

eezing underground clinic, a te

he baby. You are the only match. Bleed f

n from the man I love

d me and authorized a medical procedure that perma

rame me, playing the innocent victi

, and Gabriel was willing to d

went to war for me, which cost him his te

completely drained an

breath, I didn

nothing? Why did I let my family's legacy b

pened my eyes, the

s grand hall, holding the ceremonial silver da

twenty

and prepared to hand him a bride who woul

pte

na

lluminated the cracked screen of my telephone. It was from the mafia Don I had worshipped for ten years: "Camill

was standing in the center of the Syndicate's grand hall, holding t

ent of frankincense and ol

the harsh glare

ed with a warm, acidic fluid. I dug my nails into my palms, the stin

s al

dagger resting in my palm. The Marria

looked across the p

Rossi st

orchestrated the Valentine's Day massacre, wiping out two entire rival

in that familiar, arrogant line. He did not radiate energy; he consumed it, pulling

m cage me, break me, and authorize the procedure that had stripped me of my ability to eve

was simply a man who enjoyed the met

y gaze to

daughter of a powerful Consigliere, and in

a scrap of meat. But right before I died in that

Her eyes were wide, reflecting the same visceral sh

remembered the hell we

n. This blade symbolized my sele

over to

and pressed the cold silver h

re's daughter much better than me," I said. M

riel's mother, the Dowager, stepped forward from the

You and Sienna have torn this city apart fighting for my son'

lder woman rig

briel occupies," I said calmly. "I cannot survive it. Sienn

d. Gabriel stepped forward. His dark eyes locked on

d, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the silent hall. "My bride

e. Camilla. A civilian-a woman with no Syndicate blo

face turned

er. The mafia wedding will take place in exactly three days to secure th

ed out of the hall, her gua

emony w

r. The cold night air hit my face, clearing t

The shared trauma of our past life b

outside the estate gates as a slee

into the passenger side to h

mi

appearing small and delicate b

aist. He looked right at Sienna, who

milla will live with me in my fortified penthouse after the wedding. You

spitting on the Family traditions

d on the dagger, her k

bow to her?" Sienna asked, her voice pure ice. "I will use my father's entire netwo

his body eclipsing the gaslight from the stree

er," he growled. "She

the air like a

riages to frame me. Now, she was already

cold, hollow note that was

d, turning her back on the Do

ed walki

Camilla

otsteps rushin

la running toward Sienna. She reached ou

d," Camilla pleaded, her voice loud en

tly what she always di

ight backward, a calculated maneuver designed to end with h

our eyes meeting for

ruin you in our past life?" Sienna ask

" I r

to catch her. She did n

the left, removing herself enti

nto, her momentum carried her backward, right of

its massive bumper grazing her side. The violent swerve and sudden impact sent her tumbling

!" Gabri

s on the bloody street and gathering Cam

na, his eyes containing a

ruthless bitch! You are stripped of you

and furious,

. "You will be my bride in three days. If you refuse, I will

ng. Gabriel carried Camilla into the back, not ta

t grew qu

ed at

esire the crown

rasp sounded from the pocket of her twee

ast hit to ma

ber and held the

ening into a monotone devoid of all