They Replaced My Twin Sister, I Took Revenge

My twin sister and I shared a face, but her soul was light and mine was dark. She was as kind as an angel. She'd cry over an injured bird. I was as vicious as a demon. I'd crush anyone who crossed me. The year we turned 18, Nick Falcone, heir to the Falcone family, set his sights on my sister. But the old-school families believed twins were bad luck. If my sister was going to become the Donna, I had to die. So my parents begged me, in tears, to stage my own assassination and disappear forever. Before I left, I made three demands. First, the Reapers, the crew I'd built myself, would go to my sister. Second, she'd get a wedding fit for a queen, and her place in the family would be secure. Third, if that man ever betrayed her, they'd bring her home. My parents agreed to everything. They said that if I disappeared, my sister could become the Falcone family's Donna and never want for anything. I let a staged "assassination" wipe me off the face of the earth, then left for somewhere far away. I thought my life was a fair price for a lifetime of luxury for my sister. But three years later, a stabbing pain jolted me awake. Twins feel each other's pain. Something had happened to my sister. I rushed back to New York that same night, only to find my sister gone. A woman I'd never seen before was being crowned the new Donna in grand style. And my parents were sitting just below her, smiling as they watched. After three years away, it seemed they'd forgotten what I was capable of. Without my sister to keep me in check, the devil in me would kill them all.