Duke’s Heiress Married Mafia Prince のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"What? You want to marry Vincent Rossi, heir to America's biggest mafia family? Absolutely not!" Mother's voice was weak but fierce. "Everyone knows he's been severely injured from years of violent conflicts. The doctors say he has less than six months to live. If you marry him, your life will be ruined!""I've raised two husband candidates for you since childhood. Pick either one of them—they're both better than that Rossi scum."Mother's already pale complexion turned ashen.I took her frail hand gently."Mama, it's precisely because he's dying and doesn't even have the strength to sleep with me that I must marry him.""The orphans you raised have no family backing. There's no guarantee they won't develop ulterior motives later. But the Rossi family controls all the underground casinos, port trade, and arms dealing in Southern Europe. They won't covet our family wealth. This marriage will quickly consolidate our family's position. And when Vincent dies soon, I'll inherit part of the

My heart lurched. The mansion's front gates stood wide open, with streamers and balloons stretching from the portico all the way to the gardens. Cheerful music echoed from the main hall.I stood at the entrance, almost thinking I'd come to the wrong place—until I saw Josie wearing mother's favorite Valentino gown, standing on the staircase with a champagne flute, smiling brilliantly."Welcome home, Miss Blackwood!" She raised her glass toward me, as if this were her house.Marcus and Ryan flanked her sides, impeccably dressed in suits, wearing victorious smiles. Behind them, a crew of workers busily dismantled mother's portraits, replacing them with giant graduation photos of Josie.Mother's funeral had been less than three days ago, and they were already desecrating her memory like this."What are you doing?" My voice nearly trembled."Throwing Josie a makeup graduation party." Marcus casually adjusted his cufflinks. "Your mother's funeral interrupted her graduation celebration. We ca

Everyone turned to look at the entrance, and I felt my breath catch in my throat.A man stood there in a formal suit, holding flowers, tall and commanding. His presence filled the entire room with an almost electric energy that made my skin tingle. Behind him, over a dozen bodyguards stood respectfully, their posture rigid and alert."Good day, Mrs. Rossi!" they called out in unison.The venue's lighting cast across the man's strikingly handsome face, and I noticed how his eyes seemed to glow with an otherworldly intensity. The guests around me gasped in admiration, some actually stepping back as if sensing something primal and dangerous about him."My God, who is this guy? I've never seen anyone so handsome in my life," whispered a woman near me, her voice trembling slightly."If I'm not mistaken, those bodyguards have the Rossi family crest on their suits—America's biggest crime family," another guest murmured, instinctively lowering his voice. "They're calling Catherine 'Mrs. Rossi.

My hands shook as I stared at the phone screen. The photos were taken from cunning angles, expertly edited to look as compromising as possible. My expressions had been photoshopped to appear... pleased. Anyone who didn't know the real situation would think I was enjoying every horrific moment.The bile rose in my throat as I read the post.The person who posted the photos claimed to be one of the men involved:"You have no idea how perverted Catherine Blackwood really is, or what kind of sick videos she watches in her spare time. She actually contacted us through underground channels, wanting us to dress up as homeless men and meet her at the garbage dump for her twisted fantasies."My vision blurred with rage and humiliation."One man wasn't enough for this freak—she insisted on several of us at once. Look at these photos! Everyone can see how much she enjoyed every second of it, right?"I wanted to throw my phone across the room, but I forced myself to keep reading."But after she go

Josie's face went deathly white as panic flashed across her features. She shot the homeless man a desperate warning look, her eyes wide with terror."Shut up and run!" she hissed under her breath.The man, finally understanding the danger he was in, turned to flee. But Ryan had been hiding nearby, listening to every damning word. He lunged forward with surprising speed and kicked the man's legs out from under him.The homeless man crashed to the pavement with a sickening thud, his head bouncing off the concrete. Blood immediately began pooling beneath his skull."You're not going anywhere," Ryan snarled, grabbing the man by his filthy collar and hauling him upright. "Start talking. Now."Marcus stepped out from behind the building, his face a mask of cold fury that neither Ryan nor Josie had ever seen before."Tell us everything," Marcus demanded, his voice low and dangerous. "Every single detail of what you just told her."The man looked between the three of them, his eyes darting fra