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My Brothers' Regret After My Death
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I was supposed to be the pampered youngest daughter of the Falcone crime family. My fiancé was Lorenzo, the heir to the Caruso dynasty. I had three brothers who were the most feared men on the streets. But everything changed the moment my long-lost older sister returned. "Isabella was kidnapped by our enemies when she was three. She went through hell until the family found her at eighteen. Why can’t you just cut her some slack?" "Elena, if Isabella hadn't gone missing, the Don would never have had you just to fill the void. You owe her your life. What right do you have to compete with her?" Time and again, I stepped back into the shadows for my sister. But on the night before my wedding, Isabella called Lorenzo. "Lorenzo... I’m at the Old Port docks. There’s a strange car here and three men just got out... I’m so scared..." Lorenzo didn't even wait to hear the rest. He slammed on the brakes and kicked me out of the car in the middle of a torrential downpour. I clung to the door of that black Maybach, begging him. "Lorenzo, it’s the night before our wedding. This is rival turf." "Just this once, for the sake of the family’s reputation, can’t you choose me?" Lorenzo grabbed my wrists and shoved me away. "If anything happens to Isabella, I swear I’ll send you to hell myself!" But those "three men" Isabella mentioned? They were actually our three brothers, who were only there to watch the ocean and set off fireworks with her. That night, my three brothers and my fiancé were at the seaside, showering her with affection. And I died in an abandoned slaughterhouse on the edge of the city. This time, I finally gave way to my sister completely. But tell me—when you saw my corpse, why were you all crying?
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My Brothers' Regret After My Death Chapter 9
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!"Lorenzo let out a roar like a wounded beast—a sound fueled not just by rage, but by absolute, soul-crushing despair.BANG—A single gunshot shattered the heavy, expensive silence of the living room.Isabella’s shrill, manic laughter stopped instantly, like a radio being smashed to pieces.A dark red hole appeared right between her eyes. Her stare remained wide, frozen with that same crazed, smug expression she’d worn a second ago, but her body lost all its strength. She buckled and slumped backward.With a heavy thud, her corpse hit the thick Persian rug. Blood began to bloom across the fabric like a dark, poisonous flower.Lorenzo’s arm hung limp, smoke still curling from the barrel of his gun. His eyes were completely hollow.The room went dead silent.No one screamed. No one even rushed over to check on her.Luca and Dante just stared at the body on the floor, their faces like stone. Matteo closed his eyes, took off his glasses, and began to wipe them clean.In
My Brothers' Regret After My Death Chapter 8
"It was me! It was me! So what?"Isabella scrambled up from the floor. Her movements weren't fragile anymore. She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, her beautiful features twisting into a mask of pure jealousy and spite.She pointed at our unconscious parents, then at her brothers kneeling on the floor. Her eyes were like poisoned daggers."Why are you looking at me like that? Like I’m some kind of monster?""She’s the one who deserved to die! That bitch Elena!"She shrieked, her voice so sharp it nearly broke the eardrums of everyone in the room."I am the eldest daughter of the Falcone family! I’m the firstborn!""For eighteen years, while I was fighting stray dogs for scraps in the slums, while I was being used by punks and sleeping in gutters—what was she doing?"Isabella rushed to the big screen and pointed at the frozen image of my bloodied body."She was wearing couture gowns! She was taking piano lessons! She was riding horses! She was enjoying everything
My Brothers' Regret After My Death Chapter 7
In the Falcone family, suspicion didn't go to court; it went through Matteo’s computer.As the Consigliere, Matteo controlled every information network the family owned. He didn't need a warrant. He simply gave the word, and his soldiers pinned Isabella down, forcibly seizing her phone and laptop.Isabella screamed, clawing to get her devices back, but Dante grabbed her wrists and slammed her face-down onto the sofa."Let me go! I’m your sister! You’re doing this to me for a dead girl?"Nobody listened to her cries. Even though Isabella had deleted her call logs and formatted her phone, her attempts at a cover-up were pathetic in front of the family’s top-tier hackers.Ten minutes later, Matteo’s hands stopped moving over the keys."Here’s your proof."Matteo’s voice was flat, as cold as a corpse in a freezer.Matteo had cracked a private cloud backup Isabella kept on an offshore server. Inside was a folder labeled "Trash."His finger hovered over the trackpad for a long time before he
My Brothers' Regret After My Death Chapter 6
The funeral preparations were made in a silence so heavy it felt like lead. The Falcone estate was draped in black crepe.The family didn't put out a formal notice, but the street knew. Mob bosses and Made Men came by in a steady stream, all of them sensing the suffocating tension inside the house.My parents had collapsed from grief so many times they were upstairs on IV drips.In the living room, Isabella wore an expensive, custom black gown with a white flower pinned to her chest.She was crying "crocodile tears," her eyes puffy and red. She looked more heartbroken than anyone.She played the part perfectly, handing water to Lorenzo, who was kneeling at the altar, and whispering comforts to my shattered brothers."It had to be the Russians... the Ivanovs," Isabella sobbed, her voice trembling with just the right amount of fear and rage."They knew the wedding was yesterday. They wanted to humiliate the Falcones. They wanted to break the Caruso alliance. Oh, poor Elena... she was jus
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