All Chapters of Left for Dead, My Brother Said It Was My Fault: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

Bella’s POVI called my brother after I was taken and tortured for days by my family’s rivalry gang. The call was my last chance to hear his voice.But all he told me was to leave him alone.“I don’t care what you’ve done this time,” he said coldly. “Now is not the moment to call me. Fix your mess, until then, don’t call me.”And with that, Matteo hung up.I stared at the phone as the line went dead and slowly closed my eyes, feeling my heartbeat slowed down.When I opened them again, I wasn’t surrounded by darkness like I’d imagined death would be.I was floating.I watched my body lying broken on the floor below me as I drifted upward, pulled by something I couldn’t fight. An invisible force carried me away, faster and faster, until I was back at my family’s casino.Just in time to see the gang that killed me dump my unrecognizable body at the back entrance.No. They couldn’t do that.Leaving my body here would bring trouble to my family—to my brother.But I was dead. All I could do

Chapter 2

Bella’s POV“I’m sorry for overstepping, Don,” Lorenzo said quietly, lowering his head.Before Matteo could respond, his phone rang.I saw the name on the screen.Victoria.My fingers curled into a fist. I never got the chance to confront her about what really happened—but after what the Moretti told me, I knew she was nothing like the sweet, considerate girl my brother believed her to be.“V, hey,” Matteo said, smiling. “Your birthday’s coming up. I’ve taken care of everything. You just have to show up and be the prettiest birthday girl.”He paused, his voice softening.“Don’t worry about the Moretti. I’ll make Bella admit it was her fault. Not yours.”The words burned.Ever since our parents died, Matteo had treated me like a spoiled, useless brat—as if every disaster in our lives could be traced back to me.So when I doubted myself about the contract, he shut me down. And because of the guilt, I turned that blame inward too.If only I’d stood my ground. If only I hadn’t gone to the

Chapter 3

Bella’s POVVictoria slipped her arm through his. “Bella is different from us. She never had to grow up—because she always had you to fall back on. She knew you’d be there whenever she messed up.”Matteo rubbed the bridge of his nose. “You’re right. I did spoil her.”He sighed. “I thought she would’ve grown up after our parents died.”Victoria didn’t miss a beat. “Actually… I’ve been meaning to tell you. The other day, when she said she’d go fix the mess she made with the Moretti contract—I saw her got on a train that was leaving town.”She let it hang in the air. “Maybe… she lied to us again?”Matteo’s expression darkened. “You mean she never went to the Moretti?”Victoria gave him that wide-eyed, innocent look. “I suspected it. But I didn’t want to be the kind of person who talks behind someone’s back.”Liar.Matteo looked furious now, and Victoria pushed in deeper.“I found this on her desk,” she added, slipping something from her purse. “She left it behind.”It was a necklace.Our

Chapter 4

Bella’s POVThe moment I followed my brother into that warehouse, my entire body trembled.This was where I’d been tortured. Where I’d died.Matteo walked in slowly, eyes scanning the space. The Moretti were nowhere in sight. Maybe Victoria had warned them—given them just enough time to run before Matteo arrived.It didn’t take long for Matteo to find the room.The room where they’d kept me.Blood was everywhere—splattered across the floor and walls. The chair I’d been tied to was stained with things I didn’t want to name. The smell alone made Lorenzo gag.Even Matteo recoiled.I stood there, frozen, staring at that chair.And the memories came rushing back.I’d arrived at the address the Moretti gave me, expecting a tense negotiation. A confrontation over the contract, maybe.Instead—I blacked out.When I woke, I was already here.Back then, I still believed the Moretti were simply mad at me for that contract. About business.But it was never about the contract.They were mad at the D

Chapter 5

Bella’s POVA loud bang snapped me back to the present.Matteo was searching the room now, scanning every corner for proof that I’d been here.He accidentally kicked over the chair.I stared at that chair. At the claw marks gouged into the wood.I’d been in agony. But I’d held on—so long that even they’d seemed surprised.The scarred man shoved a phone into my hand at the end.“I’ll give you this,” he said. “You’re tough. Call your brother. Convince him to meet with us, and I’ll let you live.”I dialed Matteo’s number.I never planned to tell him to come. I just wanted to tell him the truth. To give him something—anything—to understand what had really happened.I didn’t get the chance.“Don’t call me unless it’s necessary,” Matteo snapped. “And don’t tell me you’ve screwed up another deal. Honestly, Bella—when will you grow up and take responsibility?”I felt my strength drain away with those words.“Don’t call me until you fix what you’d done wrong.”The line went dead.The scarred ma

Chapter 6

Bella’s POV“Don, please, don’t be like this.” Lorenzo stepped forward, steadying Matteo by the shoulders. “The most important thing right now is finding who did this to Bella.”“I was an idiot, Lorenzo.” Matteo’s voice broke. His hands curled into fists on the table, trembling hard. “It’s my fault. My own sister’s dead because of me. How am I supposed to face our parents when I die? How do I tell them—”“Don.” Lorenzo’s tone softened. “None of us could’ve seen this coming.” He tilted his head slightly, and I saw it then—the sadness in his eyes too.During all those years Matteo ignored me, it had been Lorenzo who spoke up for me, who defended me when no one else would. He’d been like a brother to me too.Lorenzo waved the others out of the room before turning back to Matteo. “My bet’s on the Moretti—and Victoria.”“Victoria?” Matteo looked up sharply. “No. She couldn’t. She and Bella never had issues—it was Bella who always picked on her. And I protected Victoria. I made sure she was

Chapter 7

Bella’s POVI followed my brother back to the DeLuca mansion. The place was eerily quiet.Where were all the guards Matteo had talked about?No one was here.Matteo noticed it too. His expression shifted, tense and alert, as he picked up his pace toward the main building.“Victoria?” he called out, voice echoing through the empty courtyard. “Are you here? Are you safe?”He drew his gun, keeping it raised as he pushed open the front door—and a man lunged out of the shadows, slamming Matteo to the ground.I froze. The face was familiar. One of the Moretti.“Go to hell, you fucking piece of shit!” the man snarled, kicking Matteo again and again until another voice cut through the chaos.“Enough.” The Moretti Don stepped forward, calm, smiling like a wolf. “Who would’ve thought capturing Matteo DeLuca would be this easy?” he mocked.Then, to his men—“Take him. Bring him back to our base. I’ve got a few things prepared for this DeLuca.” …The Moretti took my brother back to the same wareho

Chapter 8

Bella’s POVJames kept talking like he hadn’t heard him. “Even after I broke her bones, she still wouldn’t talk. Wouldn’t give you up. When I offered to let her call you, it was her last chance. All she had to do was bring you to me. I would’ve let her go.”His grin widened, cruel and satisfied. “You should’ve seen her face when that call connected. I put it on speaker—she couldn’t hold the phone, after all. But you…” He tilted his head mockingly. “You told her to shut up and fix what she’d done wrong. Then you hung up.”Matteo froze, the color draining from his face.“How could you treat your own sister that way?” James’s voice was low, poisonous.“I—” Matteo’s words broke apart. Guilt and horror twisted across his face.James smiled wider. “So I did the only merciful thing left. I ended her suffering.” His laugh was sharp and ugly. “You should’ve seen it—how her head just… burst. Such a waste. She could’ve lived, Matteo. But because of your ignorance and your precious pride, you help

Chapter 9

Bella’s POVMatteo’s hand trembled on the trigger. He was seconds from pulling it when—“No, Don.” Lorenzo stood in the doorway, one hand clamped over his bleeding shoulder. “Death would be too easy. Turn him over to the FBI. Let him rot behind bars, knowing he’ll never die on his own terms or see another member of his family again.”James’s mask cracked. “No! Kill me now, you coward! I killed your sister, remember? I broke her wrist, her ankle—I burned her, I shot her!”Matteo’s jaw locked. The gun stayed aimed for a long, shaking minute before he finally lowered it. “Lorenzo was right,” he said quietly. “You don’t deserve a quick death. The worse punishment for you is to live.”He hesitated, his voice breaking on the next words. “And I think that’s what Bella would’ve wanted.”“No!” James roared as the guards grabbed him. “If I end up in court, I’ll tell everyone what you DeLuca did! I’ll tell them you killed your sister yourself!”Matteo didn’t flinch. “Cut out his tongue. Break his

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