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Reborn To Ruin The Capo's Wedding

Chapter 5

Word Count: 717 | Released on: Today at 18:24

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my mother. From me. I wanted the

hands up in a d

empted to smooth things over

t me. "The girl's beh

im with a voice as c

, Lorenzo." Every wor

whispering cluster of wives.

stop making a scene," she advised

ter is an act of charity that

her icy glare directly on Rosa, pinning the w

"would you surrender your own m

ed with a deep, b

nto the anonymity of the other women and ke

lf had grown viscous and thin, constricting his windpipe. He was starting to look lik

" he demanded, casting a nervous glance around the c

refused, her pos

laid bare right her

his voice, takin

e of the honorabl

c that I would protect Cam

n must survive

y, the sound sharp and

a mean destroying my own re

is mask of civilit

or the protection I a

taller, refusing

k wedding silk straight onto the dirt. I had never seen a

r voice ringing with a note of finality, "not serv

nce, but I knew what I had to do

m the courtyard floor, I pressed the heavy stack

ged her to walk away from

, his considerable frame bl

s, his eyes find

ng a private tribunal later that evenin

the Underbosses have alr

murmur again, their whispers li

ill be exiled from the Syndicate," they whisp

embled at the threat

my arms tightly around her neck and p

fraid of t

, replaced by something harder. Steel entering a spine. For the first time since my father died, I watched my mother truly look at an enemy and refuse to lower

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Reborn To Ruin The Capo's Wedding

Felix Turner Mafia

“My mother is marrying a monster tomorrow. I'm the only one who remembers. My widowed mother was arranged to marry Lorenzo, a powerful Mafia Capo. I thought his status would finally bring us protection. But on the third day of their marriage, Lorenzo moved his pregnant mistress, Camilla, into the estate's master suite. She loudly claimed the child in her womb was the orphaned blood of a fallen soldier. "A Capo of Lorenzo's stature is doing your mother a service," the Syndicate wives mocked me, demanding we accept our place. Camilla systematically seized my mother's territory cuts and subjected her to endless psychological torture, while Lorenzo simply turned a blind eye. When the baby was born, it bore the exact same distinct birthmark on its neck as Lorenzo. Only then did we realize Lorenzo had used my mother as a convenient shield for his illicit affair, stealing my dead father's legacy and slowly draining our lives away. I didn't understand why the Family's brutal justice allowed a thief to siphon funds under the guise of caring for a martyr's widow, leaving us to die in absolute disgrace. Opening my eyes again, I was back to the day before the mob wedding. Looking at my six-year-old hands, I grabbed the torn marriage petition and stole the secret trust documents. This time, I ran straight to the heavily guarded gates of Don Salvatore, the most ruthless executioner in the city.”