Reborn To Reclaim His Dying Bride

Chapter 3

Word Count: 513 | Released on: 21/05/2026

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ied to a chair in a warehouse. Silas stood over me, his sleeves rolled to the elbows, his hands dark with fresh blood. "Why did you betray the Famiglia?" he demande

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n the gravel drive, flanked by four armed soldiers. A thick morning fog

ough the mist, it felt like no time had passed at all. Like

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Reborn To Reclaim His Dying Bride

Felix Turner Mafia

“When the back-alley doctor told me the cancer in my stomach had spread and I had maybe weeks left, my hand faltered. The ceramic figurine-a gift from a lover five years gone-slipped and shattered against the floorboards. Inside the broken clay was a stiff white card, stained at the corner with dried blood. A marker. One absolute favor from Silas Falcone, the most ruthless Don in New York's underworld. Five years ago, his mother threatened my sister's life to force me out. On that same day, I learned my body was already dying. To protect his succession, I staged a brutal betrayal-breaking his heart so he'd let me go, so he'd survive. Now, with weeks left to live, I redeemed the marker just to see him one last time. But when Silas arrived, his eyes held nothing but lethal ice. He coldly announced his arranged marriage to a rival family's daughter. His mother showed up and struck me across the face, calling me a worthless liability. I bit my tongue and hid my dying body's failure, ready to take the secret to my grave. Until Silas kicked down my door and found my medical file. The ruthless Boss who terrified the entire underworld dropped to his knees on my floor, his hands trembling. He renounced his Falcone inheritance, pulled me into his arms, and looked at his mother with murder in his eyes. "I will burn the Famiglia to the ground for her." ---”