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All Chapters of Reborn into His Arms But My Devil Returned Too: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

My husband, Riccardo, blamed me for his mistress’s death. It wasn't until I was dying that I learned the truth: Angelo Marino, the rival boss who’d once proposed, had loved me all along.I open my eyes. I'm back. Ten years in the past, on the day Angelo Marino proposed."Liliana, if you won't marry me, then I won't force you."His voice snapped me back to the present.I stared at the man kneeling before me. Angelo Marino, Don of the rival Marino family.My eyes burned with tears. I was screaming on the inside. I was really back. Ten years ago.When we first met, I didn't know what he was. I only found out he was the Don of the Marino family right before he proposed.But my bastard half-sister, Gia, was obsessed with him.She threatened to kill herself. She blackmailed me with our mother’s heirlooms, forcing me to give Angelo up.I turned him down, my heart breaking. Then I married the head of another mafia family, Riccardo Moretti.And in the end, Angelo married Gia.For ten years

Chapter 2

"It's a lie! That date is in memory of my mother..." I screamed, my voice raw.I didn't care how Riccardo was back. I had to stop my past life from repeating itself.But Riccardo just walked closer, a cruel smirk on his lips. "Is that so? Then can you explain why you used a secret Falcone code to ask me to meet at the St. Marco Hotel, room 1204, to discuss our families' future?"Ice flooded my veins.Room 1204 at the St. Marco.That was our wedding night suite in my past life.The bastard really was back."Remember, Liliana?" Riccardo's voice dropped to a whisper only I could hear. "The things you told me in bed? About Angelo's weaknesses? About the Marino family's... secrets?""Shut up!" I lunged at him, but Angelo grabbed my arm."That's enough," Angelo's voice was like ice.He slowly turned to me, the warmth in his eyes gone.All that was left was the disappointment and pain I remembered so well."Angelo, it's not what you think," I grabbed his arm. "I swear, I never—""Swear?" He r

Chapter 3

Even if I couldn’t get Angelo back, I was still trying everything to avoid marrying Riccardo.When Riccardo came to make the official proposal, I was sitting in the Falcone family meeting room."You want to marry me? Fine. Here's my condition," I said, looking Riccardo dead in the eye. "I want the man who caused my mother's car crash three years ago. And I want him alive."The room was stunned.Everyone believed it was an accident, but I was convinced it was murder.It was an impossible demand. I wanted him to fail.Riccardo smiled. "An interesting condition. I accept."Three days later, a bloody, beaten man was dumped at the gates of the Falcone estate. He was a minor captain from a Moretti branch family. Riccardo announced that this was the killer and that he had "cleaned house" as a show of good faith.My father was stunned. Riccardo had sacrificed one of his own capos. For a woman. The message was clear: he was powerful, ruthless, and absolutely obsessed.In his mind, the marri

Chapter 4

I tried everything to get out of marrying Riccardo, but nothing worked.Despair and pain were my constant companions.The next morning, the butler handed me an invitation."Miss Liliana, an invitation to the grand opening of the Black Diamond Club."I looked at the embossed skyscraper on the card, and a sharp pain shot through my chest.That club. It was where Angelo and I had our first real date.He told me he would buy the building one day, that he would give me the best of everything.Now, it was built, but he wasn't the owner."I'm not going." I pushed the invitation back."Liliana," my father said, coming out of his study. "The Moretti family is one of the hosts. You will attend with Riccardo. You need to show everyone where the Falcone family stands."I closed my eyes. "I understand."The party was in a penthouse club at the top of a new Manhattan skyscraper.The noise inside was suffocating, so I slipped out onto the observation deck.You could see the entire New York City skyli

Chapter 5

"Crippled?" The word hung in the air. I stared at my father, my voice a raw whisper. "What did you say?""The doctors confirmed it." My father wouldn't meet my eyes. "Your spine was severely damaged in the fall. The nerves to your legs... they're severed. You'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life."I shook my head frantically. "No, that's impossible. There has to be a cure, there has to be...""Liliana, accept it," my father said, standing up. "At least you're alive."Alive? You call this living?I slammed my fists against my thighs, but I felt nothing.It was like hitting two logs of wood."No!" I shrieked hysterically. "It's not possible!"A nurse rushed in and gave me a sedative.As my consciousness faded, I saw my father's disappointed face. He looked at me like I was damaged goods. Worthless.Three days later, Angelo came.He stood in the doorway of my hospital room holding a bouquet of white roses, his handsome face a mask of complicated emotions."Liliana," he said so

Chapter 6

A month later, my wedding day arrived.The ceremony was set for St. Mary's Cathedral.That morning, I sat in my wheelchair, looking at my gaunt reflection.I had lost twenty pounds in a month.My cheeks were hollow, my eyes empty. I was a living corpse.I couldn't just give in.I couldn't beat Riccardo. I couldn't fight fate. But I could choose to stop being Liliana Falcone.I had to die. To them, at least.The wedding was my only chance to escape.I sent away my bridesmaids and servants, saying I wanted a moment alone before Riccardo came to get me. I told everyone to wait at the church.The Falcone estate was empty.I sat alone in my bedroom, surrounded by memories and the roots of all my pain.I took out my brightest, blood-red lipstick. Wheeling myself to the vanity, I faced the huge mirror. And I wrote my final words.Riccardo, you win. But all you've won is an empty shell.Gia, your jealousy destroyed me. One day, it will devour you, too.Father, you got your alliance, but you lo

Chapter 7

Angelo's POVAngelo tore toward the smoking Falcone estate.The fire trucks hadn't arrived yet. A few onlookers watched from a distance. Orange flames swallowed the entire second floor. A wave of heat hit his face."Liliana!" he screamed from the doorway. "Liliana!"No answer.He didn't hesitate. He charged into the inferno. The thick smoke choked him, blinding him, but he forced his way up the stairs. The wooden steps groaned in the heat, ready to give way at any moment."Liliana! Where are you?"He kicked down one door after another. The study, the guest rooms, the storage closets—all empty. Finally, he reached Liliana’s bedroom.The door was ajar. The handle glowed a dull, angry red. He wrapped his hand in his jacket and pushed. A wall of fire roared out to meet him. Everything in the room was burning. But in the center of it, in front of the vanity, was the silhouette of a person.A wheelchair, blackened by fire. And in the chair, a body, just as charred, sitting perfectl

Chapter 8

Angelo's POVTwo days later. The Marino Estate."What did you find?" Angelo sat in his study, a pile of reports in front of him.Marco’s face was grim. "Boss, Dr. Valerio and his family disappeared the night of the fire. Passports, bank accounts, every trace of them—gone. Vanished into thin air.""What else?""It gets worse with Lady Gia." Marco opened another file. "In the last three months, she met with Riccardo seven times. Secretly. Different location every time."Angelo’s fists tightened."And, Boss…" Marco's voice dropped. "At the engagement party… it was Lady Gia who called hotel management and had them change the security routes."Ice flooded his veins. "She was Riccardo's pawn from the start," Angelo said, his voice like ice. "Their goal was to swallow the Falcone family whole and destroy Liliana."Marco nodded. "All the evidence points to it."Angelo stood up and walked to the window. New York glittered outside, but his heart felt like a stone in his chest. Regret and rage

Chapter 9

Liliana’s POVBack in my hotel suite, I sat alone by the window. I took off the mask, revealing the face Angelo had been searching for. Three years. The first time I’d seen him in three years. He’d changed. He was harder, more dangerous, but the pain and longing in his eyes was a blade twisting in my chest.I thought back to that bloody night three years ago. The entire estate was in flames when Dr. Valerio smuggled me out the back. "Go, Liliana, hurry," the old doctor said, pulling me into the car. "We're out of time.""My legs…" I whispered weakly."They'll be fine," Dr. Valerio said, starting the car. "I have a friend in Switzerland. The best spinal surgeon in the world."Three months later, Geneva, Switzerland. I lay in a hospital bed, looking out at the snow-capped mountains. The surgery was a success. My legs were completely healed. Stronger than before. My father's diagnosis, the lies that I'd never walk again—all of it was a lie paid for by Gia. "After physical therap

Chapter 10

Liliana’s POVThe next morning, I was drinking coffee in my hotel suite. A sharp knock came at the door. "Room service," a polite voice called. I put down my cup and walked to the door. Through the peephole, I saw two men in black suits. Not hotel staff. I stepped back quickly, but it was too late. The door was kicked open.Three of Angelo's men stormed in, led by the one called Marco. "Lady Seraphina" Marco said with a polite nod. "Mr. Marino would like to see you.""This is kidnapping," I said coldly."No, it's an invitation," Marco smiled. "An invitation the boss insists you accept." I knew fighting was pointless. If Angelo was making his move, it meant Julian had folded."I need to pack.""That won't be necessary." Marco gestured toward the door. "Everything has been arranged."At a private airfield, Angelo was waiting. He wore a dark grey suit, looking even colder in the harsh sunlight. His eyes, a mix of emotions, watched as I was "escorted" from the car."Angelo Marino,"

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