A Throne Without a Memory のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 7

"As for leaving the company, there'll be compensation. Go home, take it easy, maybe a little vacation. In 10 days, I promise you'll have an answer you're happy with."He thought he played the amnesia card close to his chest, planning to use it in 10 days to silence me, offer an apology, bend a little, and we would be back to square one.However, in 9 days, his antics were about to blow a 5 billion deal with the Romano family right out of the water.I had the contract nearly in the bag, just one final step to go. That signature in 9 days would shape the Ricci family's future for decades, potentially crowning us the top mafia family of Italor's underworld.A breach meant more than just coughing up a fortune in penalties; it put us on the brink of ruin.Once, for the family's sake and my steadfast love for him, I would have put his interests first, braving every danger and heartache alone.However, this time, it was not just exhaustion I felt, it was a deep, piercing cold.I was do

Rosa scoffed, her face twisted with scorn. "What's the big deal? It's just an arms trade. We don't need her. I can handle it just fine on my own."The capos' voices were tinged with panic once more: "This is madness. The Romano have always done business with people, not their last names. You're just fooling yourself."Where's Don? Hurry, we need to find Don!"Then Rosa's voice, laced with anxiety, echoed again. "Don's got a headache and is resting. You're ignoring his illness, burdening him with family troubles. I swear, I'll throw you all out of the family if you don't stop."The line went dead with a buzz.I knew how this would end. If I, the Don's wife who weathered storms of violence, could be ousted by Don and his mistress, what chance would they have?They were powerless, forced to bite their tongues.I could not help but laugh, a deep joy bubbling up, bringing with it a lightness I had never felt before. I was done with the family business.So, I found myself on a plane

I put up my hand, stopping him dead in his tracks. "I'm out of the family business, Sebastian. I don't have a say in it anymore."Sebastian's face soured, but he quickly tried to recover. "It was all supposed to be in good fun, but Rosa crossed a line that day. Rosa, just say you're sorry to Elena, and we'll call it even."Rosa bristled at the idea. "Why should I apologize if I didn't do anything wrong?"She stood her ground, defiant.Sebastian's voice was icy as he reminded her, "Remember whose footing your bills, Rosa. If our family business tanks, it's bad news for you too. Still want to cruise around in your Porsche?"Cornered by the mention of her prized car, Rosa grudgingly muttered an apology to me. "Sorry, okay? Happy now?"Sebastian sure knew how to play the generous card, even splurging on a sports car for her.I could not help but scoff.Mistaking my scoff for a sign of forgiveness, Sebastian reached for me, but we were interrupted by another bridesmaid rushing over.