LOGINI bent down and picked it up.Leo knelt on the ground, clutching his bleeding wrist, trembling all over. “Olivia… Olivia, I was wrong… we were together for ten years… you can’t…”Ten years.When he was at his lowest, I used my own money to support him. I stayed by his side as he climbed from nobody to Underboss. And in the end, he entangled himself with that so-called stepsister of his—no blood relation whatsoever—treating our ten years together as if they meant nothing, even going so far as to harm my family.I walked up to him.“Ten years,” I said softly, “Leo, do you know what I regret most about those ten years?”He looked at me in terror.“It’s not that I loved you,” I said. “It’s that I didn’t see through you sooner.”I pulled the trigger.Bang!The shot hit his left leg.He screamed and collapsed.“This shot is for my father.”Then I fired again, into his right leg.“This shot is for my brother.”He tried to argue, “What did I ever do to your brother?!”Of course he didn’t know.
St. Patrick’s CathedralI knelt before the coffin, a black veil covering my face.My fingers tightened—not in prayer, but counting seconds.In my previous life, it was here that Leo kicked open the church doors. A bullet tore through my brother’s forehead, and his blood spread across the floor in front of my father’s coffin.I was held down, forced to watch my family fall, powerless to do anything.That scene replayed in my nightmares countless times after my rebirth.Every time I woke up, I would touch my face—it would be wet with tears.But today was different.Today… this was my trap.I tilted my head slightly, scanning the back rows of the church from the corner of my eye.Alessandro’s men were disguised as mourners, scattered in small groups among the pews.Behind me came the sound of chaotic footsteps.Not one person—a group.Bang—The church doors were kicked open.Leo stood in the doorway, over twenty armed men behind him.“Olivia!”His voice echoed through the empty church, la
After that day, what happened at the auction spread through every street and alley.The Don of the Colombo family personally came to apologize to the Morretti family, dismissing Leo from his position as Underboss on the spot and promising to “punish him without mercy.”It was said that when Leo was taken away, his expression looked as if someone had peeled off a layer of his skin alive.But I knew—so long as he was still alive, he would never let me go.One week later, early in the morning, a black sedan stopped punctually beneath my apartment building.The one who came to pick me up was none other than Alessandro himself.When we arrived, he led me inside.In the living room, the old lady sat by the window in a rocking chair, her eyes covered with a strip of snow-white gauze, a takeout container in her hands.“Olivia is here? Would you like to try some cheeseburger patties? Alessandro made them.” She tilted her head, accurately facing the direction I had entered from.I was startled.
After understanding the full picture, Alessandro’s gaze fell on the auction item.Under the spotlight, the pearls glowed with a soft, lustrous sheen.“I don’t want bloodshed in front of my mother, so I’ll spare you for now,” he said lightly. “Since my mother wants that pearl necklace, let the bidding continue.”Everyone in the room froze.Given Alessandro’s temper, I had expected Leo to have at least two broken ribs by now.But he was letting it go just like that?The auctioneer received the signal and forced himself to continue. “One million five hundred thousand, going once…”Alessandro raised his paddle. “Ten million.”Leo stood there, motionless.He no longer dared to bid like before.“Ten million, going once.” The auctioneer’s voice rang clearly through the silent VIP room.No one else raised a paddle. No one dared compete with the Don for a necklace.“Ten million, going twice…”“Ten million, going—”I studied Alessandro’s expression, then took a closer look at the necklace before
The VIP room door was kicked open.The deafening crash froze everyone in place.Leo was still clutching the old lady by the collar, his hand suspended midair. When he turned his head, the arrogance on his face hadn’t even had time to fade.Alessandro’s gaze passed over everyone and landed directly on the elderly woman—her collar seized, blood seeping from her brow.In that instant, even standing three meters away, I felt like I couldn’t breathe.He didn’t look at Leo.He didn’t look at anyone.He strode toward his mother, dropped down, and knelt before her on one knee.The hands that had just held a storm now moved with impossible gentleness.He pulled a neatly folded white handkerchief from his inner pocket and carefully wiped away the blood beading at her brow.“Mom, I’m here.”Seeing the group behind him aiming guns, Leo’s grip on the old lady’s collar loosened instantly, as if he’d been burned.The old woman reached out, fumbling until she grasped Alessandro’s hand. Her clouded eye
It was obvious that the collision just now had aggravated an old injury. Her face had turned pale.Blood flowed from her brow, running down her cheek, but she didn’t bother wiping it away. She only tried in vain to keep her eyes open, blinking desperately.Compared to Amy—who had been whining noisily for half the day yet still looked perfectly flushed—I knew this lady was truly in pain.Thinking of that, I forced myself to stand up. Pointing at the blood around the woman’s eye, I looked at Leo, my voice turning colder and sharper.“Leo, is your heart made of stone? This lady already said her eyesight was almost gone! How could you lay hands on her like that?!”“Move aside right now! Or I’ll call security immediately!”Rubbing my lower back, which was still numb from the impact, I waved my hand impatiently at Leo.“Go. Get up and bring the auction’s doctor here to check on the lady.”Then, remembering Amy’s fate that night in my previous life, I added another sentence.“And call a car t







