LOGINThe heir to the New York mafia family, the Donovitch crime family, chose me as a potential fiancée candidate. But I refused to become his wife and the future Madre of the Donovitch family. Because in my previous life, he missed the desperate call from his childhood sweetheart on our wedding night. That led to the sweetheart being killed by a Mexican cartel in revenge. He vented all his frustration on me, using sulfuric acid to disfigure me, tearing off my limbs. He tormented me for five long years. Finally, he used the punishment method for a traitor to stuff me into a gasoline barrel and burn me alive. In this life, I will definitely change my destiny. He has a thing for his stepsister, so I'll let them have each other. But this time, that cold and arrogant man ends up crying and begging me to come back.
View MoreThe preparations for the wedding at the Cobella estate were in full swing.Luca sent me the best of everything the world could offer.Antique jewelry, rare leather goods, even a small vineyard in the south of France bearing my name. His love was evident in every detail, grand and sincere.On the wedding day, Cobella Castle was decorated like a fairy tale.Important figures from major Mafia families around the world gathered together.I wore a wedding gown that had taken a top designer months to hand-sew, standing beside Luca, ready to exchange our vows.Just as the priest was about to begin, the heavy doors of the grand hall were thrown open!Leone Donovitch stood there, his suit disheveled, eyes bloodshot—nothing like the meticulously crafted image he always maintained.Behind him followed several tense Donovitch Soldatos, but they were immediately surrounded and disarmed by Cobella family soldiers."Elena!" Leone ignored all the guns pointed at him, his gaze locked on me, "Come back
Luca moved with swift lethality. After the assassination attempt on me, the investigation results quickly landed on his desk.The trail led to a powerful Mexican drug cartel—the Cartel.They were unhappy with several lucrative smuggling routes previously operated by the Volkov family but now controlled by the Cobellas. They had planned to eliminate me to create chaos and reclaim control.Luca read the report, his expression unreadable, but the temperature in his blue eyes dropped to freezing."Handle it," he told his Underboss, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable resolve, "I don't want to hear that cartel's name again. Use whatever resources are necessary."In the following weeks, shocking news began circulating in the underworld.That once untouchable Mexican cartel suffered a devastating blow.Their leaders were assassinated one after another, warehouses were destroyed, supply lines were cut, and their entire network across Europe and North America was uprooted.Luca Cobella ha
Leone Donovitch stormed out of his chaotic wedding.He ignored Anastasia's hysterical cries and the whispers from all the guests, striding straight to the guest room I had occupied.He threw the door open.The room was empty.Completely, utterly empty.Not only was I gone, but all my personal belongings had vanished too.Then, Leone's pupils contracted sharply—he saw something that made his heart stop.The box filled with his few love notes to me was gone.Our intimate photo hanging on the wall was gone.All traces related to me, especially those connecting me to him, had been erased.Clean, as if I had never existed here at all.An unprecedented panic seized him. This wasn't just a tantrum, not a temporary departure.This was a final, absolute goodbye."Find her!" he roared at his aide and several Soldatos who had hurried over, his voice twisted with suppressed emotion, "Use every resource in the Donovitch network! Contact all our informants at airports, docks, every transportation hu
The plane landed in Naples.A Rolls-Royce Phantom, pure black, waited on the tarmac, flanked by two Soldatos in perfectly tailored black suits. They silently took my few bags and opened the car door for me.The interior was spacious, carpeted in soft materials, with a mini fridge chilled with champagne.The convoy didn't head to a hotel but drove straight toward the coastline.Finally, it stopped before a magnificent castle overlooking the sea.The massive wrought-iron gate slowly opened, and the convoy drove into a long, private driveway lined with ancient olive trees on both sides.The castle itself was an ancient structure with modern renovations, its stone walls covered in ivy, imposing in its grandeur.A butler in a perfectly pressed uniform, his hair immaculate, greeted me at the door. "Miss Elena, welcome to the Cobella estate. I am Stefano, the head butler. Your presence graces our home." He gave a flawless bow.I was escorted to my suite.The room was astonishingly large, with






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