Reborn To Ruin The Mafia Don

Chapter 7

Word Count: 678 | Released on: 20/04/2026

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the freezing river. Julian finally pushed himself up from the gravel, his face a mask of pure, unadulterate

broke

d to salvage the wreckage of her master plan. She lunged

bling in a masterful symphony of fake grief. "You ran off! You di

a is dead! And Julian-Julian is injured because of your absolute selfishness!

d. I would have wept, begged for forgiveness, and let the crush

ed for Rosalie died in a pool o

coat, and then up into her tear-filled eyes. A low, dark laugh slipped past m

er space, forcing her to drop her hands. "If I recall correctly, dear sister, *

hitched. "I-I was

aid because of *your* safe route." I shifted my gaze to Julian, making sure he heard every single word. "Who sho

calculating suspicion. He wasn't a fool; he was a Mafia Underboss. He was beginning to realize tha

ords came out. The perfect, gentle sister facade cra

. Without the veil of blind sisterly affection that had clouded my v

look like

ond eyes and aristocratic nose. It was the undeniable stamp of our bloodline. Rosalie had no

. Garrison Bolton. Our uncle's loyal, mild-mannered Advisor. The sha

n't my

ep-seated jealousy, the lack of familial loyalty, and the ease with which she had slaughtered our family in

lines of her face. Seeing that her anger was useless against my new armor, her expression began to

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Amelia Rivers Mafia

“My sister Rosalie always played the role of my gentle protector. On the night of my engagement, she insisted I take a secluded canyon road for my own safety. In my past life, I didn't know it was a deadly trap. I fell for the staged ambush and the rival mobster, Julian, who took a fake bullet to "save" me. Because of my blind trust, my entire Falcone bloodline was annihilated overnight. My father was beheaded, my brothers were gunned down, and my sweet little sister was left to die in a filthy alley. I was even brainwashed into betraying my new husband, Damien Moretti. I shot the only man who truly protected me right through the heart, just before Rosalie drowned me in a freezing lake, laughing as she confessed she was just a bastard child stealing my life. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very night my nightmare began. I was trapped in a penthouse, a lethal drug melting my sanity, pinned beneath Damien. But after he brutally sweat the poison out of my veins, he didn't look at me with love. He handed me a Plan B pill with a gaze full of ancient, chilling hatred. "Swallow it," he commanded, his voice a sheet of ice. He remembers. The Dark Don remembers the past life where I murdered him. But this time, I won't be a pawn. I wiped the blood of my traitorous maid from my hands, ready to drag my fake sister straight to hell.”