Semua Bab After My Mafia Ex Buried Me: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I was led down a dimly lit hallway and into a lavishly decorated office.Massimo was sitting in a massive leather chair, a wall-to-wall liquor cabinet behind him."Well, look who's come crawling back."The chair swiveled around slowly, revealing his face.Massimo didn't stand, nor did he invite me to sit."I'm dying," I said, getting straight to the point. "I need your help one last time."He smirked as if he'd heard a joke. "You're only dying now?""As far as I'm concerned, you should have been in hell years ago."He was mocking me, humiliating me.But I was a woman who no longer feared death, so why would I care about his taunts?"I know you've always wanted me dead. But this time, I really won't last three months. I figured you'd want a front-row seat to watch me go.""It's a once-in-a-lifetime offer."I tried to persuade him, desperate for him to agree.Massimo suddenly burst into a low, wild laugh that echoed through the office."Chiara, you'll really stop at nothing to get your c

An hour later, we arrived at a place that was once intimately familiar to me.The Ricci family cemetery.I was even a little pleasantly surprised. I had figured that once you're dead, you're dead; it didn't matter where you were buried.But to be in the family cemetery was, of course, the best possible outcome.But the deeper we walked, the more shocked I became.This was our family's most sacred ground, the final resting place for generations of Dons.Now, it looked like it had been bombed.Weeds grew wild, sarcophagi had toppled over, and marble tombstones were covered in moss.Some were even shattered, their fragments scattered across the ground."Look at your Ricci's 'eternal kingdom'."Massimo pulled a document from his breast pocket, unfolding it in front of me."A certificate of title," he said. "This place is Falcone property now."His name and signature were indeed on the document."You bought the cemetery?""Not just the cemetery." He folded the document. "The entire Ricci f

He was the antidote to the despair in my soul, the one who made me believe that even in this bloody world, pure love could exist.I tried to soothe the wounds in his heart, believing his lowly status was temporary, that one day he would make a name for himself.We made a secret pact to leave the Family and run away together when the time was right.He threw himself into his work, honing his lethal skills in street brawls, earning my father's respect.To escape with him, I secretly researched how to wipe our identities clean and start a new life overseas.But just as we were about to leave, my father decided I would marry Julian.I can still see him sitting in that blood-red leather chair, toying with a silver dagger."Chiara, sit."I knew I was in trouble. He only ever used my given name when he was furious."The Thorne family has proposed a marriage alliance," he said, getting straight to the point. "You will marry Julian.""I refuse."The dagger twirled in his hand, its blade flashin

Julian, for his part, still played the gentleman in my presence, always poised.He not only refused to mention divorce, but he also forbade anyone in the Thorne family from touching me.He insisted to anyone who would listen that I was, and would always be, his wife.But I was too ashamed to stay with the Thorne family.Besides, the marriage had been forced on me in the first place.So I was the one to file for divorce, figuring it was better to make a clean break.Julian maintained his gentlemanly facade."Chiara, I have yet to truly make you mine. I can't let you go."He smiled gently, but the possessiveness in his eyes was like a deep ocean, something I couldn't fathom and that frightened me.I took a step back and bowed deeply."I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you."I made a clean exit, taking nothing but the clothes on my back.Strangely enough, even though he'd bankrupted the Ricci family and left my parents either dead or on the run, I didn't hate him.I felt like I wa

It was my final request of Julian.Only three people in the world knew the real reason for my breakup with Massimo.My father, who was dead; my mother, who was gone; and this man, my husband in name only."So it was always him. That street soldier.""I fucking envy him."Julian's eyes held the look of a betrayed, wounded animal.It made me feel like a serial sinner."If I had let your father destroy me, if I had gone bankrupt, would you have fallen in love with me out of guilt?"It was a pathetic question."I'm glad you didn't."I managed a faint smile."I'm a selfish woman. I can't carry that much blood on my hands.""I only have one life to live, and it's not enough to pay for it all."I would never tell Massimo the truth about our breakup.I'd rather he hate me than feel guilty.My death would be the end of it.I didn't want the living to be forever trapped in pain and regret.The truth was, the reason I sought out Massimo before I died was, of course, because I still secretly loved