MasukMy funeral was the grandest the Conti family had held in a century.The entire estate was carpeted with white roses—my favorite flowers in life. A pity I had never received a single one while I was alive.Dante stood by the crystal coffin painstakingly crafted for me, sleepless for days, his body emaciated to the point of near collapse. A priest recited scripture with solemn devotion.Suddenly, a subordinate burst in, clutching a document."Don Conti… the testator's representative—he's delivered the will. He says Madre requested it be read at the funeral."Dante snatched the paper, flipping it open with urgent hands. The handwriting was unmistakable. My final gift to him before death.As he read, the blood drained from his face, leaving nothing but ashen gray.The subordinate hesitated, then read the will aloud. It was brief, but each word landed like a blade."I, Bianca Santoro, wish to be cremated. Scatter my ashes at sea. I refuse burial in the Conti family tomb. And in no f
By the time Alessia was dragged in by two bodyguards, she was still screaming, "Let me go! I'm the Bellini family heiress! I'm the future Madre of the Conti family!"Dante sat on the sofa, radiating a terrifying aura. He looked like a demon risen straight from hell."Future Madre of the Conti family?" he said with a cold, humorless laugh. "Alessia… you took advantage of my trust to hurt the person I cared about most. Does that make you feel proud?"Alessia's heart skipped a beat. Forcing composure, she squeezed out a few fake tears."Dante… what are you saying? Did Nico tell you? The bruises on him… he got them from fighting with other children. He lied about it because he was afraid you'd be angry!"Bang—!A gunshot cracked through the room. The bullet whizzed past Alessia's cheek, shattering the ornaments behind her.She collapsed to the floor, her face burning in pain."Fighting?" Dante barked. He grabbed Nico, rolling up his sleeve to reveal deep finger-mark bruises. "Is th
Dante carried my lifeless body back to our bedroom.He laid me on the bed, tucking the sheets around me with meticulous care."Draw the curtains. Bianca is sensitive to light when she sleeps."His voice to the servants was almost a whisper, as if he feared waking me.Then he sat on the edge of the bed, motionless, staring at me as though if he just looked long enough, I would suddenly open my eyes and playfully cling to him."Bianca… you've always said you want to eat the steak I cook. I'll make it today. Just get up and taste a bite, okay?"I stared at him coldly as he muttered to himself.On my birthday, I had waited for him until midnight, only to see him with Alessia in bed, their passion on full display. And now, faced with a corpse, he had the heart to cook?The door suddenly burst open. Enzo rushed in, clutching a thick diary."Get out!" Dante shouted without turning his head. "Who told you to disturb her?"Enzo's hands shook as he held the diary out."Don Conti! Plea
Alessia walked over in her high heels, pinching her nose as she looked down at me on the stretcher. She wrinkled her brow in disgust, but a glint of satisfaction danced in her eyes."Dante, I told you she's acting. That's definitely a stand-in. She's so cruel—doing something like this just to soften your heart."Dante's head snapped toward her, eyes blazing with a terrifying light."Yes… it's fake. She's terrified of pain—how could she ever shoot herself? Call the coroner! Now!"I couldn't help but laugh coldly.'Yes, I used to fear pain. Even a tiny cut on my finger would have me raising my hand for you to bandage. But compared to the agony of a heart shattered… a bullet through the head was nothing.'The family coroner arrived quickly. Under Dante's murderous gaze, the coroner trembled as he collected samples and cross-checked dental records.Every second felt like an eternity.Dante paced like a trapped beast, each step sharp and restless."And the results?!"Ten minutes l
The next day, Enzo arrived at Dante's side, panic written all over his face. Dante was embracing Alessia."Don Conti… the orphanage caught fire last night… and… in the ruins… we found Madre's body…"The words froze the air in the room.Dante's hand tightened around Alessia's, his body stiffening.A few seconds passed, then he let out a sharp, mocking laugh, as if hearing the world's biggest joke."Bianca is getting bolder every day. Playing dead now? She really has no limits."Alessia quickly covered her mouth in feigned shock, but the triumph in her eyes was unmistakable."Bianca is too childish. In an attempt to win your attention, she sets fire to the place she grew up in? She's crazy."Dante slammed his fist on the table, shattering a glass. The sound echoed like thunder."Enzo! Go tell Bianca this trick won't work on me! She likes faking death? Fine—let her lie in the ruins all she wants! When she's ready to come back and apologize, then she can crawl here!"Enzo tremble
"No! Dante, you can't do this! Mama, the orphanage director, is relying on that targeted medicine to survive! If you stop it, she'll die!"I ignored the searing pain in my hand and lunged, clutching his arm. Mama was the only person in this world who had ever truly loved me—I couldn't lose her.Dante yanked his hand free. After instructing the sanatorium to halt the medication, he turned and walked away, leaving only my despair behind.I forced my weak body to the family council hall, determined to plead with him again to resume Mama's treatment. But as soon as I entered, I froze.Alessia was there, once more at the Conti estate, sitting audaciously in the seat to Dante's right—my seat.That seat had not existed before. Dante had created it especially for me, a recognition of all I had done for the family."Bianca, I designed this seat so you could participate in family affairs. I wanted everyone to see how outstanding you are."Now, another woman occupied it.Dante noticed me







