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Vows of Ruin: Til vengeance do us part

Vows of Ruin: Til vengeance do us part

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last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-07-20
Por:  Ink PenroseAtualizado agora
Idioma: English
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Sinopse

Dark Romance

Drama

First-Person POV

Mafia

Badgirl

Ruthless

Hate to Love

Betrayal

Revenge

She married him for revenge. They say grief makes you fragile. They're wrong. Six months ago, Carmela Ferrara’s sister Elena died under the protection of the one man that was supposed to keep her safe—Don Gabriele Conti. Her husband. Now Carmela has one goal: revenge. But nothing in the mafia is ever as simple as it seems. Gabriele is dangerous, damaged, and hiding deadly secrets about the night Elena died. And the closer Carmela gets to destroying him, the more she realizes her sister's death wasn't what everyone believes. In a world built on blood and betrayal, where every vow is a weapon and trust is fatal, Carmela must choose: continue her revenge or uncover the truth. Because the real killer is closer than she thinks. And in the mafia, that mistake could cost her everything. Some vows are made to be kept. Others are made to ruin. 'Til vengeance do us part. An enemies-to-lovers, dark, morally gray romance novel built on revenge, betrayal, self-destruction and revenge.

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The title was catchy enough to pull me in
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I like the female main character...love a badass
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59 Capítulos
CHAPTER ONE
CARMELA’S POVEveryone thinks grief has made me fragile. I see them stare at me, pity in their eyes and their hushed whispers about my sister's death. Papa looks at me like I might kill myself the next day.Perfect. Let them think that way.Because while they've been pitying me, I've been planning. Gabriele Conti killed Elena–maybe not with his hands, but she died under his care. As the wife of the Don. How ironic.And now I'm going to make him pay. I'm not going to kill him. It's too merciful. I'm going to marry him. Destroy him directly from inside. Make him trust me, need me, love me maybe. And then I'm going to ruin everything he has built.I knelt at Elena's grave, the marble cold even through my dress. Six months, and the flowers people left had long since died. Like her. Like everything she touched in that world."He couldn't protect you." My voice cracked on the words. "One job, Elena. He had one fucking job as Don, and you're dead."The rage was better than the grief. Cleane
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CHAPTER TWO
GABRIELE’S POVThree months, two weeks, and five days since Elena died.I'd stopped counting the hours. Time flew without me noticing.My study had become a tomb. Empty whiskey bottles lined the shelf, files on the Russians covered every surface, and I couldn't remember the last time I'd slept in our—my—bedroom. The sheets still smelled like her perfume. I couldn't face that yet.The Russians had been making moves, testing boundaries. If they had any hand in Elena's death, they wouldn't get the chance to take anyone else from me.A knock interrupted my thoughts—sharp, authoritative. Giovanni.Giovanni walked in, his calm yet menacing presence trailing behind him. He was the best man for the consigliere role.“Buongiorno, Don Gabriele.”I waved a hand lazily, gesturing for him to sit. I went to the small dark table close to the wall and poured some whiskey. The sharp burn came immediately, followed by a warm spread that settled in my chest. And then, the bitter taste slapped hard like
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CHAPTER THREE
CARMELA'S POV “He said yes.”The arguments I had carefully prepared in case it was needed died instantly on my tongue. The backup plans I'd rehearsed, the counterpoints I'd practiced—useless."He what?""Gabriele agreed. Immediately, actually." Papa's eyes were too knowing. "He didn't even ask for time to think about it."Something cold slithered down my spine. This was too easy. Men like Gabriele Conti didn't make snap decisions, especially about marriage to his dead wife's sister.“He…did he ask why?”“He knows why.” Father pinned me with a pointed look. “The question is whether you know exactly what you're doing.”“I know what—”“Do you?” He stood, walking to his whiskey table.“Gabriele didn't argue. Even though he knew what you planned to gain from this marriage. What do you think that means?”And then it dawned on me. He knows. He knows I plan to kill him. If he knows, then why did he agree?Guilt? Self-destruction? Some kind of trap?It doesn't matter. I'm committed now. The w
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CHAPTER FOUR
GABRIELE'S POV She's beautiful in white, and I hated myself for noticing.Elena wore white too. Smiled like she believed in forever. Looked at me like I was her future.This woman—her sister, whose name is finally carved into my mind: Carmela—looked at me like I'm her target."You're sure about this?" I asked, giving her one last chance to run."Are you?"No. I'm not sure of anything except that this will end badly for both of us.The priest turned to her as he recited the vows for her to repeat after him. The smile she showed as she said “I do” held a deadly promise made for me. I could see the gleam in her eyes, promising me nothing but torture, destruction, and death.The priest turned to me and did the same. I repeated the vows. The same vows I told her sister and failed to keep. The bowtie felt tight all of a sudden.When I say "I do," I mean it in more ways than one.I do take you as my wife.I do accept whatever revenge you have planned.I do swear to protect you even as you
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CHAPTER FIVE
GABRIELE'S POV Carmela emerged in a silk nightgown—dark purple, almost black. There was nothing seductive about it, but the way it draped over her body…Fuck. She'd taken down her hair. It fell in long, dark waves past her shoulders. No makeup. Just her bare face. And for one gut-wrenching second, I saw Elena. Same bone structure. Same wide, dark eyes. Same defiant tilt of the chin when she was angry with me.But Elena never looked at me with murder in her eyes.She saw me staring and crossed her arms—a barrier between us. Her jaw set. Every line of her body screamed stay away, though we both knew the bed we'd share made that impossible."What?" Her voice sounded defensive and hostile.I looked away and drained my glass."Take whatever side you want," I said, unbuttoning my shirt."I'll take the couch.""No.""Excuse me?"I didn't repeat myself. Just continued undressing—shirt, belt, trousers. Down to boxers and undershirt because I was too tired for modesty and too indifferent to
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CHAPTER SIX
CARMELA'S POV Gabriele’s body jerked beside me.A sharp breath tore out of him, rough and unguarded, followed by a sound that didn’t belong to a Don—broken, desperate.“Please,” he whispered into the dark. “I tried. I swear I did—”Elena’s name slipped from his mouth like a wound splitting open.I opened my eyes and sat up slowly, studying him in the dark. The great Don, reduced to this—pleading with ghosts, begging forgiveness from a woman who was already dead.He looked weak. Broken. Pathetic."Elena." Her name came out strangled. "I'm sorry. Perdonami, amore mio."There were tears on his face.I felt nothing. This display of grief meant nothing—he'd had six months to mourn. Six months while I planned how to make him pay for failing her.One nightmare didn't absolve him.Before I could process anything, his hand shot out and caught my wrist in an iron grip.I gasped, tried to pull back, but his fingers tightened.Even unconscious, he reacted to threats like the predator he was."Ga
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CHAPTER SEVEN
CARMELA'S POV I woke up alone. Gabriele's side of the bed was empty. Last night conversation replayed in my mind as I showered and got dressed. He claimed that Elena was murdered. He had been investigating the murder and he had evidence. He was going to show me “proof” today.This was a manipulation. It had to be.I chose a black dress that exuded a professional vibe, pulled my hair back in a sleek bun, and applied little mascara and powder. The image in the mirror looked like someone who commanded respect. Someone who was not to be underestimated.Perfect. That's who I am.I made my way through the mansion, noting the guards rotations, cameras and their angles, all the things Papa had taught me to observe.I heard male voices coming from Gabriele's office down the hall. I moved closer, trying to get what they were saying.“–The Russians have been quiet for three weeks now. Too quiet.” That was Gabriele's voice. Authoritative and cold. Nothing like the broken man from last night.“M
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CHAPTER EIGHT
CARMELA'S POV “That was quite the performance, Carmela. ” Gabriele said when everyone left after the meeting, leaving just the two of us in the room. “I wasn't performing.” “Are you satisfied?” “With what?” “ Did I? I thought you weren't listening.” “I listened.” He moved closer to me. “I listened to you question my authority, my decisions, and insult my cousin in front of my men.” “I pointed out concerns—” “That whole display of yours was to make me look weak. To show everyone that my wife doesn't respect me.” “You want my respect? That's funny.” I stood to face him. “These men are comfortable, they're not seeing the threat. I'm not comfortable. I see everything you're all too comfortable to notice.” “Like what?” “Like Marco. He questioned your assessment of the Russians. Said you might be overreacting. Why would he do that unless he wanted you to lower your guard?” Gabriele's expression didn't change but something flickered in his eyes. “You think Marco's involved wit
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CHAPTER NINE
CARMELA'S POV Over the week, I silently took notes, memorizing Marco's schedule. How long his daily meetings lasted, when he left for port supervisions, the number of his guards and their rotations.Today, he had a meeting with the port supervisors that was going to last for an hour. One hour was enough time to search his office properly, and find the financial records Gabriele had mentioned in his notes. Today, I would get real proof and not just baseless suspicions.I was getting ready for the break-in when Gabriele entered the room.“Good. You're up.” He barely glanced at me, already moving to the closet. “We leave in twenty minutes.”I stopped. “Where are we going?”“The Castellano exhibition. It's a gallery opening.” He checked his wristwatch. “We need to be there by seven.”“I have plans—”“Cancel them.”“I wasn't asking for permission—”“Neither was I.” He finally looked at me with the same look he wore in meetings. His Don look. The look that expected obedience without questio
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CHAPTER TEN
CARMELA'S POV “Viktor Kozlov.” Gabriele extended his hand. “I didn't realize you were interested in modern art.”Kozlov. I'd already recognized him from the accent but now it was obvious. This man was Russian. Beside him were two men with two women beside each of them. They were all expensively dressed, radiating that controlled aura that screamed danger.“I have many interests.” Viktor’s accent was thick and noticeable. “And Stefano is a gracious host. He insisted we attend.”“And this must be the new Mrs. Conti.” Viktor's eyes slid to me, assessing. “Congratulations on your marriage. Such a tragic loss, your first wife. I hope this one lasts longer.”The room temperature dropped and felt cold immediately.Gabriele's expression didn't change but I felt the tension coil in his body through his grip.“My wife,” he said quietly, “is under my protection. I take that responsibility very seriously.”“Of course.” Viktor smiled. “I meant no offense. Simply observing since your first wife d
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