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Chapter 12

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"Enough! I've had enough!"

At dusk on the fifth day, Bianca finally broke.

She struggled free from her guards and stood up on the rocks, her eyes burning with a crazed hatred.

"You think torturing me will bring Eleanor back to life?"

"Who was she, anyway? Just a useless piece of trash!"

Begging for mercy had failed. Now, she would have her revenge.

A week later, in the surveillance room.

Tony, the tech, ran frantically to Marco's office.

"Boss, we've intercepted some critical intelligence!"

He played a recording, and Bianca's voice came through clearly:

"Mr. Colombo, I can provide you with the Frost family's trade routes."

"In return, I need your protection and enough money to get out of here."

Marco's face turned ashen.

To think that he, the Consigliere, had raised a traitor in his own house.

The recording continued:

"Draven has an arms deal at Pier 5 tomorrow night."

"The specific time is 11 p.m. The buyer is the Irish mob from Boston."

"This deal is worth five million dollars."

Marc
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  • After Escaping The Family, I Chose to Scatter My Ashes into the Sea   Chapter 13

    One year later.The once-glorious Rocci family mansion now stood desolate, the vast estate housing only Marco and Jane, who were left with nothing but each other.Having lost their standing in the Family, their new life was worlds apart from the one they once knew.Gone were the scores of servants, the endless social gatherings, and the power to command the city's underworld.Every day, Marco would sit in Eleanor's old room, the space that had been a shrine to Bianca but which they had now painstakingly restored for their daughter.Though little of Eleanor's belongings remained, they desperately tried to piece together what was left of their daughter's life.Jane polished the dust-covered music box until it shone. In the dead of night, she would open it, listening to its simple, sorrowful melody, imagining a young Eleanor practicing the piano in that very room."If only we had paid more attention to her," Jane would often tell herself, her vision blurred by tears.Draven's fate was eve

  • After Escaping The Family, I Chose to Scatter My Ashes into the Sea   Chapter 12

    "Enough! I've had enough!"At dusk on the fifth day, Bianca finally broke.She struggled free from her guards and stood up on the rocks, her eyes burning with a crazed hatred."You think torturing me will bring Eleanor back to life?""Who was she, anyway? Just a useless piece of trash!"Begging for mercy had failed. Now, she would have her revenge.A week later, in the surveillance room.Tony, the tech, ran frantically to Marco's office."Boss, we've intercepted some critical intelligence!"He played a recording, and Bianca's voice came through clearly:"Mr. Colombo, I can provide you with the Frost family's trade routes.""In return, I need your protection and enough money to get out of here."Marco's face turned ashen.To think that he, the Consigliere, had raised a traitor in his own house.The recording continued:"Draven has an arms deal at Pier 5 tomorrow night.""The specific time is 11 p.m. The buyer is the Irish mob from Boston.""This deal is worth five million dollars."Marc

  • After Escaping The Family, I Chose to Scatter My Ashes into the Sea   Chapter 11

    News of Bianca's treachery and fall from grace spread like wildfire through the mafia underworld.At the same time, nearly every Family knew she had lost her standing in the Rocci family.Her adoptive father, the Consigliere Marco; her mother, Jane; and her fiancé, the Capo Draven, no longer cared if she lived or died.During her reign in the socialite circle, Eleanor hadn't been the only one she'd oppressed.Now, the very heiresses she had once trampled over all ganged up on her.Even her so-called best friends, desperate to save their own skins, joined the pack hunting her down.In less than a week, Bianca was completely broken.She was utterly isolated in the mafia's social scene.No one wanted anything to do with a traitor who had lost her Family's protection.After days of desperate struggle, she suddenly went still.She realized her only path to survival was to win back the Family's trust.Three days later, the cellar door was opened.Bianca was curled in a corner, her hair a mes

  • After Escaping The Family, I Chose to Scatter My Ashes into the Sea   Chapter 10

    Three days after Eleanor was laid to rest.For Bianca, these three days were nothing out of the ordinary.Returning from a socialite party, she saw Marco, Jane, and Draven sitting in the living room and threw herself into their arms with a practiced pout, as she always did."Mom, Dad, Draven, tonight's party was a huge success!"She was holding shopping bags from luxury brands, a triumphant smile on her face."I made connections with the daughters of three more important Families. They're all very interested in our business. Especially the little princess of the Santini family, she said she wants to work with us!"She paused deliberately, then added as if it were an afterthought:"By the way, has my dear sister been embarrassing the family again? I haven't seen her in days. Didn't run off with some street rat, did she?"The words had barely left her mouth when Marco backhanded her across the face.The slap echoed through the lavish living room, and Bianca stumbled backward.Stunned, Bi

  • After Escaping The Family, I Chose to Scatter My Ashes into the Sea   Chapter 9

    At first, Marco thought it was a spam call.But after listening for a few seconds, he put it on speaker."Hello, Miss Eleanor? I'm calling to ask if you still need the basic cremation package you reserved? If you put down a 5% deposit now, we can continue to hold it for you.""Miss Eleanor? Miss Eleanor?"Hearing the words "basic cremation package," Draven covered his eyes in anguish."So I heard her right that day.""The day Eleanor went to the church to renounce us, she was already contacting a crematorium.""Marco, Jane, we were so wrong about her. All these years, we were so horribly wrong!""Eleanor couldn't even afford a proper end for herself… all because she had no money…"He broke down, sobbing openly.Only then did the family realize Eleanor couldn't even afford a decent funeral.Marco snatched the phone, roaring in fury. "What the hell is this basic package bullshit!""My daughter gets the finest funeral! The best urn! The most lavish ceremony there is!""Money is no object!

  • After Escaping The Family, I Chose to Scatter My Ashes into the Sea   Chapter 8

    Antonio wasn't surprised at all when Draven and the others stormed into his shop with their men.Overcome with desperation, Jane lunged forward and grabbed Antonio's shirt."Where is my daughter? Give me my daughter, now!"Marco pulled Jane back and stepped forward."Old man, where is Eleanor? I'm her father. I need to see her."Antonio looked at the Family members with cold eyes, not even bothering to speak.He simply led them to the quiet back room of the shop.He pushed open a series of doors.The room was quiet, with a few candles flickering in the corner.When the last door opened to reveal a body covered by a white sheet, Marco and Jane froze."What is this! What's the meaning of this? Did you bring us to a morgue? Are you fucking with us!"Draven stormed forward in a rage and ripped the white sheet away.The moment he saw the familiar face, the Capo, a man who never flinched in the heat of a street war, stumbled backward, his eyes turning instantly bloodshot.Eleanor lay there,

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