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Chapter 15

Penulis: Shirley
I woke with a jolt, drenched in a cold sweat, my clothes soaked through.

Miranda sat by my bed, her hand gently stroking my forehead. "Blair… wake up. It was a nightmare."

Angelo paced the room, anxious. "You were screaming. You kept calling your daughter's name. God, it was awful."

Stephen remained in the corner, silent, smoke curling around him.

"I saw it. I saw everything in the dream."

"It was Sophia. She killed my daughter, just to have Alessio all to herself!"

Ignoring the pain in my body, I sat up straight. "I'm going to kill her. I'm going to kill her with my own hands."

"Make me a weapon," I said, my voice turning to ice. "They took my daughter. They took my life. Now, I'm going to take everything from them."

Stephen slowly rose and took a gun from his jacket. The black metal gleamed in the light. He handed it to me.

The weight of the gun surprised me, but I gripped it tightly.

"Fire," Stephen commanded.

"I can't." The gun trembled in my hand. "I've never fired a gun. I don't
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    Alessio rose from his chair, his body trembling. "You killed my daughter?""She wasn't your daughter!" Sophia laughed manically. "Margaret told you! She was Falcone seed!""That was a lie!" I said coldly. "Isabella was Alessio's daughter. The DNA results were falsified by Margaret."Alessio looked at his mother, his eyes filled with incredulous pain."Mother?"Margaret stood up, her face a mask of twisted hatred. "Yes! I did it all! For the family! For you! That bitch would have destroyed us!"Alessio stumbled back into his chair as if struck by lightning. "My daughter… My Isabella…"He suddenly shot to his feet and snatched a gun from a bodyguard."Alessio, no!" Sophia screamed.CRACK!A gunshot rang out. A bloom of red appeared on Sophia's chest, and she collapsed in a pool of blood."You killed my child," Alessio's voice was as empty as death. "You killed my daughter."The Commission members did not intervene. This was internal family justice.Torrino banged his gavel on the table.

  • My Dear Don, Reborn from the Ashes, I Don’t Want You   Chapter 21

    "Get down!" Stephen yelled, shoving me down onto the seat.The driver swerved violently, tires shrieking on the wet pavement. Motorcycles roared alongside us, spraying the car with automatic fire."How many?" I asked."At least a dozen," Stephen said, drawing his pistol. "Professionals."Our escort vehicles returned fire. The night filled with the cacophony of gunshots, roaring engines, and screeching tires."Punch through!" Stephen roared at the driver.The car accelerated, but the enemy was closing in. Bullets rained down on the car's body. The rear window exploded, showering us with glass.Suddenly, a truck charged out from a side street, ramming us head-on."Hold on!"The world spun. A deafening shriek of twisting metal. A moment of weightlessness. And then impact. The car tumbled through the air before it hit the water with a massive splash. Icy river water instantly flooded the cabin.I struggled desperately for breath, but panic seized me. My hands beat uselessly against the win

  • My Dear Don, Reborn from the Ashes, I Don’t Want You   Chapter 20

    Stephen's eyes locked on mine. He gave a single, unnervingly calm nod. "As you wish."Alessio tried to lunge again, but I didn't give him the chance.Behind me, I heard him hiss, "I will get you back, Blair. You are mine."In the car, I couldn't breathe. Stephen's scent still clung to my skin, and Alessio's voice echoed in my skull like a curse. I stared out the window and whispered, "Stephen, I need to be alone for a while."He didn't argue. He just opened the door and left. He knew when to stand guard and when to give me space.I sat there for a long time, my fingers trembling on the leather seat, before I told the driver to take me home."Father, I want to go public with my identity."Luciano put down his whiskey, his gaze sharp. "Are you sure? Once you do, there's no turning back."I stood in his study, sunlight filtering through the blinds and striping the carpet."I'm sure. I want to take back everything that belongs to me." My voice was firm. "The fortune my grandfather left me,

  • My Dear Don, Reborn from the Ashes, I Don’t Want You   Chapter 19

    The next afternoon was the Milan International Art Auction. I had originally come to purchase a da Vinci sketch, but when I saw her, none of that mattered anymore.And she wasn't alone.She was on the arm of a man. The man wore a silver mask.It was Stephen Falcone. The cold bastard everyone feared. And he had her.She was wearing an elegant white suit, her hair in a sophisticated bun. A completely different face, but I knew it was her."Ladies and gentlemen, our next lot is…"I couldn't hear a word the auctioneer was saying. I just stared at her.She felt my gaze and turned her head to look at me. Our eyes met, and a cold smile touched her lips.I stood up and walked toward her. "Blair.""My name is Blair," she admitted. "But I don't know you."Before I could say another word, the auction bell rang. Stephen raised his paddle, throwing out millions like they were candy."Five million.""Eight million.""Ten million," Stephen's voice was calm.The entire room was whispering about how Al

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    A portly old man approached us. I recognized him as the godfather of the Torrino family from Boston."Luciano, this is quite a… surprise," he said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "But we were all under the impression that your daughter was dead.""Appearances can be deceiving," Luciano's tone was dangerously smooth."Of course, of course," Torrino said. "It's just… she looks somewhat familiar."I stepped forward. "I would advise you not to speculate on Falcone family matters," I said, my voice sweet as poison. "Wouldn't you agree?" His smile froze on his face.The next morning, the family council convened in the castle's underground conference room.Around the long table sat the various Capos of the Falcone family. Old men with wrinkled faces and sharp eyes, they looked at me with suspicion."So," a Capo named Enzo began scornfully, "this is our new princess?""Doesn't look like she has what it takes to lead a family," another said. "Too weak.""She didn't even grow up with us

  • My Dear Don, Reborn from the Ashes, I Don’t Want You   Chapter 17

    (Blair's POV)The moment I pulled the trigger, a current shot through me. But my hand was steady, without a single tremor.I smiled with satisfaction as I calmly retreated from my sniper's nest. If I had wanted Sophia gone for good, I would have put a bullet through her head. But her time hadn't come yet. Death was too easy.I just wanted her to live in agony, to feel everything I had once felt.Watching Sophia clutch her stomach, bleeding at her own wedding, felt like balance finally being restored."An eye for an eye," I murmured. "Now you know how it feels."Camera flashes popped, guests screamed, the world descended into chaos. And me? I felt a satisfaction I had never known.My identity, my face, everything around me had changed. The person I was now had been reborn from the ashes, completely new.I slipped into a car with switched plates, every trace clean. I slammed the door and disappeared into the night.The safe house was dark, smelling of gun oil and smoke. When the door was

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