Too Late For Regret: The Mafia Princess

Chapter 3

Word Count: 840 | Released on: 22/06/2026

w, freezing register as he sta

demanded. "Do you plan to

wer. Without a second of hesitation, I reached for m

ed their backs. They were terrified of witn

ked as he watche

second button.

the immense tearing force, the silk cuff of my shirt emitted the faint

, his grip a cage of bone and sin

armored SUV. Behind us, the sharp, frantic clicking of high heels echoed against the pavement. Serafina scurri

and the heavy convoy sped

cologne and the stuffy, animal scent of leather warmed by body heat, forcing one to t

ence," she whined, berating Cassio for ever

ice carried the terrifying, deadened

uth, Serafina

oiled in her

ath on me?" she demanded, ac

nterrupted

e Syndicate," I stated.

r. He accused me of mimicking Serafina's manipulation

me dangerous, yet I unflinchingly

to his driver. The convoy shuddered to

open. A storm raged in Cassio's eyes as he snatched the de

"Let's see how long you survive witho

and I stumbled out of the high cabin,

rated away, leaving me

the Don had frozen the meager emergency funds attached to my name. Disgusted, I tossed the useless, traceable device into a nearby storm drain. I pulled

s until Leo's signal had promised he would land.

neutral territory. I paid the clerk and locked mys

knew Leo would not return from his operations for three more days,

ty streets, attempting to find le

tores, but I was turned away by every establish

counter and whispered a warning. A decree had come down from the Syndica

ended the Don

ng my throat. I acknowledged Cassio's methods: he was

sy street, and walked toward the derelict warehouses

he landed, Cassio's entire empire would learn w

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Too Late For Regret: The Mafia Princess

REGINA SIMONDS Mafia

“Three years ago, my biological brother, the ruthless Don of New York, dragged me back to his compound. But he didn't bring me home to be the Mafia Princess; he brought me back to be a lowly maid for his manipulative adopted sister, Serafina. On the anniversary of our parents' death, I only wanted to place a single white rose on their grave. Cassio ordered his heavily armed soldiers to barricade the mausoleum, looking at me with profound irritation. "If you do not drop to your knees and beg Serafina for permission, I will permanently erase your existence from this bloodline," he threatened. To appease Serafina's fake tears, Cassio had locked me in a windowless basement, banned me from family banquets, and forced me to bow to her in front of his Capos. When I finally refused to submit, he froze my bank accounts, threw me out of his armored SUV onto the highway, and decreed that no one in the city could hire me, trying to starve me into crawling back. I couldn't understand why he bothered to extract me from my civilian life just to let a fake bloodline torture his real sister. Standing in the dirt, my heart went completely dead, and any remaining hope for this family shattered. I stripped off the heavy diamond necklace he gave me and threw it onto the gravel like industrial waste. Then, I pulled out my hidden burner phone and texted my other brother, Leo, the deadliest rising boss in the underworld. "Come pick me up," I sent. "I am abandoning this cursed surname forever."”