Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mafia Princess’s Forever Loyalty: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

Ten years ago, Elena was tortured to death; every bone in her body was crushed, leaving no piece of her flesh intact.She was my best friend and the fiancée of my foster brother, Alexander, yet I covered for the sadistic murderer.Alexander personally sent me to court for interrogation, but I chose to plead guilty and enter a maximum-security prison rather than speak the killer's name.In prison, the people sent by the Family took turns torturing me to force me to speak. To keep the secret, I bit off half my tongue.Ten years later, I was in the terminal stages of cancer, lingering on my last breath in prison. Alexander, having firmly secured his position as the Don, stormed into the prison hospital.The first thing he did after dragging me back to Sicily was strap me into the memory extraction chair reserved for interrogating traitors."Ivy, you ungrateful wretch! I never should have picked you out of that orphanage!""I treated you like a sister, made you the Family's most cherished

"I heard before that she was a snake. The Godmother treated her like a sister, but she threw her heartfelt gift into the sea out of jealousy!""Don Alexander, this bitch isn't worth any sympathy!"Countless curses drilled into my ears.Alexander stood on the high platform, watching this scene coldly.Actually, he knew the truth better than anyone.That necklace hid a high-precision bug installed by a rival family.We discovered it together back then.To prevent the timid Elena from feeling fear and guilt, I volunteered to play the villain, demanding the necklace in front of her to dispose of it.Alexander was right there; he tacitly approved of my method.But now, seeing everyone below condemning me, misunderstanding me as cold-blooded and heartless...Alexander just stood there indifferently.A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he remained silent, allowing the filth to be poured onto me.In his heart, the current me deserved to be spurned by thousands.Accompanying the crow

The crowd gasped."Look! It's the memory! But... this isn't the night of the murder!"It was a sunny café in Palermo, the days before Elena’s death.On the screen, Elena was sitting in a corner booth. She wasn't her usual innocent self. She wore dark sunglasses and looked around nervously.A man sat opposite her—the Consigliere of the rival Leone family."Did you bring it?" the man asked.Elena took out a thick envelope from her designer bag. The man took the envelope and smiled. "Good girl. You'll be the Queen of Sicily.""What..."Alexander staggered back as if punched in the gut. "No... that's not Elena... that's a fake!"The crowd below was in an uproar. Elena’s mother stopped crying, her mouth agape. Marco stood frozen, shaking his head."Lies! This is all manipulated!" Marco screamed.But the memory continued.The scene shifted to the night of the murder.Elena was tied to a chair, screaming, "I didn't mean to! They forced me! Let me go! I'll tell Alexander you tried to kill me!