บททั้งหมดของ Fate Reloaded: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

In my previous life, when our enemies were closing in, Vivian Giordano, my stepsister, shoved me into the narrow alley they were chasing us through, buying herself precious time to escape.This time, she did not do that. Instead, she handed the chance to survive to me."Jules, run!" she shouted urgently. "As long as you make it to the main street, the Morettis' soldiers will be there to save you!"She herself, however, rushed into the alley with undisguised excitement, running straight toward the direction the enemies were coming from.In that moment, I understood that Vivian had been reborn, too. Otherwise, she would never have given up her chance to survive and handed it to me.I did not hesitate for even a second. I turned and bolted toward the street, and just like in my previous life, I ran into the same unit that had once saved her.Vivian's former husband, Caporegime Marco Santoro, was a tall, broad-shouldered man with a full beard. His presence alone was oppressive. Even

Vivian chose to hold her wedding on the same day as mine. It was deliberate. Her goal was to make me the contrast to her happiness.She wore a wedding gown inlaid with 999 diamonds, looking at me with undisguised pride."Sorry, sister," she said lightly. "I forgot that, given it's the Boss's heir's wedding, the entire family will be attending. There probably won't be anyone left to go to your ceremony."I calmly adjusted the hem of my gown and did not respond to her provocation.This might be the most glorious moment of her life. Tomorrow, she might not be able to smile anymore.Father rushed into the dressing room and spoke to Vivian in the gentlest voice, "Viv, are you ready? His people are here to pick you up."When he turned and saw me, his expression immediately darkened."Julia, why are you still here? Don't disturb Vivian while she is getting ready. I don't have time to attend your wedding today. Take a cab yourself later."I nodded calmly, lifted my skirt, and walked ou

The memories I had deliberately buried came crashing back like a tidal wave.My face drained of all color in an instant.In my previous life, I had lived in despair under the control of this demon. Luca loved the sight of women’s blood and the sound of their painful moans. He delighted in absolute submission. Even a wife was nothing more than a toy to him.On our wedding night in my previous life, he beat me until my body was covered in wounds.When I finally managed to escape back home, I had cried and begged my father for help.Unfortunately, he had said coldly, "You are already married to him. No matter what happens to you, it has nothing to do with this family."Not only did he refuse to save me, but he tied me up himself and personally delivered me back into Luca’s hands.That was when I finally understood that Father never loved us. We were nothing more than tools for him to gain power.The day I was dragged back, I was beaten to the brink of death. He locked me in a pitc

The face beneath the beard was unexpectedly refined and striking, its proportions nearly perfect.His features were sharp and masculine. A straight nose, lips that carried an effortless sensuality, paired with smooth skin and well-defined brows, gave him a presence balanced somewhere between youthful and mature."You look so... young?" I blurted out. "Why have you been keeping a beard all this time?"Before seeing his true appearance, I had assumed he was much older, at least in his thirties.Now that the beard was gone, and with a cashmere wool coat thrown on, he looked exactly like a college student who had not even graduated yet.Standing beside him, I suddenly felt embarrassingly out of place.His fair face flushed instantly as he stammered, "I-I don't look authoritative enough. If I do not keep the beard, I cannot command respect."I looked at his ears, burning red, and found it oddly fascinating. So he really did blush that easily. No wonder he had kept the beard. With thi

Marco was transferred without any warning. He was sent to the front line to fight against two opposing forces.Under normal circumstances, with his capabilities, a conflict of this scale was nothing to him. He was a Caporegime known far and wide. The troops he led had remained undefeated for three consecutive years. Across Italy, there was no one who did not know his name.However, this time, he was ambushed.Someone had leaked their movements. The entire unit was ambushed midway by enemy forces. The battle raged for two days and two nights, yet reinforcements never arrived.By the time support finally came, half of the men had already been lost in the fighting, and Marco was missing.The heavy losses left the Boss furious.At just the right moment, Luca stepped forward and placed the blame squarely on him. "If the Caporegime hadn't been blindly arrogant, the enemy would not have had an opportunity. Since he is already missing, I will not pursue responsibility further."He put o