To her husband and his mistress, Nora was just a naïve housewife—blindly in love, tolerating his infidelities and betrayals. But to those who truly knew her, she was an instrument of death—a Mafia Boss whose name alone struck terror. Raised by a ruthless Mafia King, Nora grew up in cruelty, vengeance, and blood. Her legend began when, as a child, she took her own mother’s life. Trained to be her father’s deadliest weapon, she used her beauty to disarm enemies, leaving none alive. Yet beneath her ruthless exterior lay a forbidden weakness: love. Against her father’s orders, Nora fell for a man she swore to protect. When her father discovered the truth, it cost the man his life, shattering Nora’s heart and forcing her to flee. In a new city, Nora adopted a quiet life as a stripper, determined to bury her past. But everything changed when billionaire Williams Smith walked into her club. Jilted days before his wedding, he needed a wife to secure his inheritance. Desperate for a fresh start, Nora agreed to an arranged marriage. What began as a business deal blossomed into love, but their happiness was short-lived. Williams’ ex-fiancée reappeared, and Nora’s father finally found her. As her dark past resurfaces, Nora must decide: embrace the Mafia Queen she once was, or risk everything for the love she’s found. Dive into this gripping tale of power, love, and redemption to uncover Nora’s ultimate fate.
View MoreNora’s POV.
“Shoot her!!!” his harsh, stern and firm voice commanded, making fear grip me. He was seated in an armchair, smoking his hemp and exhaling it in a single puff. His men surrounded him, each heavily armed, as if waiting for a directive to strike.
The 10-year-old me was standing, holding a gun with my little trembling hands, aimed at my own mother. That wasn't my first time holding a gun, as I had practiced with it every day of my life since I was age five. But that was my first time of pointing it at a real being, my mother at that.
“Shoot my mother? How can I?” I thought as my hands continued to tremble, with my eyes fixed on my mum, who was consumed with fear. Her eyes, filled with fear and anxiety, were pleading with mine, begging me not to pull the trigger ……. to save her life.
“Are you deaf? I said to pull the trigger!!!” Dad’s resonating words hit my ears so hard, that the gun fell off my shaky hands.
“I …. I can’t, Daddy” I stammered with my voice trembling, out of fear of the wrath that I was about to face. Hearing those words, his eyes turned red and he steadily got up from where he was seated.
He threw the hemp he was smoking on the floor and stomped on it with his foot. As he took each step towards me, his steps felt heavy and right where I stood, I peed on my body out of fear.
Before I knew it, he closed the gap between us and landed a loud resonating slap, that could make one lose his hearing on my cheek. The pain I got from the slap circulated through my body, making my knees weak. I fell to the ground, unable to maintain my stand, my palm on my cheek that hurt.
“Did you just go against my order? Did you just say NO to me, bitch? Huh?” he yelled angrily, as he stomped on me repeatedly with his feet. Each kick was like a blade, piercing through my skin. I was hurting, groaning in pain but my father failed to see that.
He continued to kick me until he was satisfied, with my mum pleading for him to stop, wanting to come in between us, but was restrained by his guards who kept her from moving an inch.
“James, please. Please, let go of her. She is hurting. I am the one who offended you. Please, hit me instead” Mum sobbed, repeatedly begging for him to stop. But all her pleas fell on his deaf ears.
After minutes of trashing me up, he finally stopped. Him stopping made me realize how badly I was injured. The pain which was meant to reduce after he stopped, only intensified, making me wallow in pain.
I tried lifting my hands but I couldn’t. My belly hurt and so did other parts of my body. I was covered in bruises and blood came out of my mouth as I coughed. The pain was excruciating, and I had thought that was my last day on Earth, but miraculously, I survived.
“I should let her go? I should hit you instead? HELL NO!!! The punishment for what you did is greater than getting bashed up. How dare you cheat on me with this thing?” he annoyingly asked, pointing in the direction of his right-hand man, who had been shot dead by him.
The betrayal he got from mum was consuming him, which was quite evident in his eyes.
He found out mum was cheating on him with one of his men, who happened to be his right-hand man. He couldn’t forgive their betrayal as he had always told me forgiveness was a weakness; a weakness that could get one trampled over.
“How could you? You ridiculed me, you tarnished my image!! The punishment for your sin is death, and you will surely get that right now; at this moment” he firmly said, his voice resonating another wave of fear in Mum.
Mum’s lips trembled, as if she was trying to say some words, but the words never left her throat.
“Get up, idiot. Get up and do what I told you to do” he yelled at me, urging me to get to my feet. But I couldn’t, as I was too weak to move.
“You don’t want to, right? You love this your prostitute of a mother that much? " Then, it’s better you both die together!!!!” he said, his voice unwavering, which showed he meant what he had said. Pulling out his gun from his back pocket, he aimed it at me, ready to pull the trigger.
Sensing the danger, mum yelled, forcing her way through his guards, to where I was lying and where he was.
“James please. Please, don’t. Don’t kill our daughter. Kill me instead, take my life” she desperately pleaded, as she knelt in front of dad, sobbing profusely.
“Then, if you do not want her to die, tell her to get up and do what I instructed her to do. That’s the only way she can live”, he responded, his voice devoid of empathy.
As his wife who had known him for more than 13 years, Mum knew what he had said was the only way to save me. It’s either she dies or we both die. So, she moved to me, held my hand in hers and said:
“My love, I want you to know that I love you and will forever do. Even though I will not be here with you physically, I will forever be with you in spirit, watching over you. I do not wish to leave you now, but there is nothing I can do as this is the only way to save us. I love you, baby girl. Do take care and stay strong” she said softly to me, as she kissed my forehead, with tears rolling down her cheeks.
Picking up the gun which I had dropped earlier, she placed it in my hand, cupping my fingers around it. I knew what she was trying to do ……. I tried resisting, tried stopping her, but I couldn’t as I was too weak to even lift my hands. My eyes pleaded with her not to but her eyes instead showed that her mind was made up.
I shook my head, hot tears rolling down my cheeks, softly whispering the words “Mom, don’t” to her, but she only smiled at me. She laid beside me, held my hand which the gun was in and aimed it at her forehead.
With the words ‘Goodbye, Mon Amour” leaving her mouth, she pulled the trigger and what I saw next was the blood of my mother, splashing on my face.
That night, she sacrificed her life to save mine, but I wished I had suffered the same fate as hers. Because, the coldness of her loss haunted me forever.
Steve/Drevyn’s POV. “Marlik…… does he know about this?” I asked in a low voice, trying to wrap my head around what was going on. “He does and in fact, he’s trying to awaken her,” Mum said, letting out a heavy breath before she continued. “During the ritual, Marlik tried awakening Aravella’s still soul within Selene, by forcing back her memories. He also tried binding her spirit to his so he could make her do whatever he wanted once she awoke.”“I felt that and that was why I casted Bloodline Lock on Selene to break Marlik’s attempted spell on her. If he had succeeded, Selene will not only be his captive, but her soul will forever be his,” Mum revealed. I was rendered speechless by mum’s explanation. “So, you actually saved Selene from Marlik?” I asked, as realization of my mum's protection of Selene drawn on me. She nodded her head slightly in concurrence. Silence enveloped the room- neither of us spoke. It was as if we were in our own world of thoughts. “What do I do now?” T
Steve/Drevyn’s POV. I stared at her, completely dumbfounded. “Immortality? What does that even mean?” I muttered underneath my breath. “Selene......” she trailed off, before she finally picked up. “She’s more than you know- more than what even she knows.” “Is there something I don’t know about her? Agreed. We all know how powerful she is, hence the reason they saw her as destruction back then and tried eliminating her. Isn’t that it? Is there more to that?” my eyes furrowed, as I keenly stared at Mum. “That’s what they made you believe. They weren’t after her and her child back then because of the prophecy of her bringing forth destruction. There was more to it.” “Like what?” Mum left out a deep sigh. “They were after her because of what was inside of her- Immortality Reborn.” “I still don’t understand you, Mum. Please, make it clear,” I begged. “What I am saying in essence is, the soul of the original moon goddess- Aravella, resides within her.” I felt the ground shi
Steve/Drevyn’s POV. We got home and I carried her in my arms up to my room- our room. I laid her gently on the bed, brushing away a strand of her hair that had covered her face. Her face was brighter, and her breathing had steadied. I sat beside her, holding her hand in mine and slowly patting it. I missed her- more than I could express. I just wished for her to open her eyes- look me in the eyes and tell me she loved me. I was glad she was okay, but at the same time, scared of what the outcome of my deal with Marlik would be. “What if I never get to be by her side again? What if she never remembers me- us and what we shared?” I fidgeted, tightening my hold on her, as if that would stop her from slipping away from me. “Come back to me,” I whispered. “Not to him- not with the memory of the past”. I placed my forehead against hers, praying silently as I fought my tears back. Then, I heard the door creak open. It was mum. “Son, how is she fairing? Is her breathing nor
Steve/Drevyn’s POV. I stared at him in astonishment, letting his words sink in. “Walk away?” I repeated, wanting to ascertain if I had heard him right the first time. “Yes, you walk away. Since I am the one bringing her back to life, she’s mine by default. Once she opens her eyes, you vanish from her life- forever," he beckoned. “Why? Why do you even want her when you do not love her anymore? Are you trying to punish me?” I probed in a low voice, perplexed. He scoffed, bringing his face close to mine. “Who told you I stopped loving her? I never did. And in all fairness, she was mine to begin with. So, we can say I am just reclaiming what originally belonged to me” he said, sitting straight up. “Then why?” I questioned. “What?” his brows furrowed in confusion. “Why did you jilt her back then? Why the hell did you break her heart when you know you can’t do without her? If you hadn’t been so stupid back then, we wouldn’t be here!!” I yelled with fury, smashing my hand o
Steve/Drevyn’s POV. “Marlik? Mum, you can’t be serious” I rose to my feet in annoyance. “Son, I know I am being unreasonable right now, but that’s the only way we can save her. You want her back, don’t you?” she asked with sincerity in her voice. I understand that she wanted to make me happy- she was looking out for me, but what she was suggesting was a hell NO. “Mum, do you even know what you are saying? You want me to go to Marlik and seek his help? Don’t you know what’s at stake? Have you forgotten he has been on the hunt for Selene? Not only her- but our child.” “You telling me to take Selene to him is as good as telling me to let her go. You think he would release her after she comes back to life? He isn’t that dumb to do so when he knows he needs something from her. I sincerely can’t do this, Mum” I shook my head in refusal. I paced up and down, digging my hand into my hair as the weight of my mother’s suggestion rested on my chest. Mum stayed silent for some seconds,
Steve’s POV. That day, joy mixed with sorrow. I heard the cries of my baby I had been waiting to meet, while on the other hand, the one who brought her into the world was lying on the operating table lifeless- her voice never to be heard again. Selene. She was pale, lifeless and beautiful. My knees buckled beneath me, and I fell to the floor beside the table she was laid on. My hand grabbed hers, which was still warm as though she hadn't left- as if a part of her desperately wanted to live. “Selene, .... please...... don’t do this to me- to our child” I sobbed brokenly, as I gently tapped her, trying to jerk her back to life. But no matter how long I did, she never responded. I buried my face in her chest, letting out the pain that was gripping my heart. I felt a hand touch me, momentarily pulling me out of my misery. My heart jumped in anticipation that it was Selene. “She’s alive” I silently rejoiced, keeping my hopes high, but the hope vanished immediately I lifte
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