Four Deaths Later, Who Is She? のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“Ladies of the Monroe family, Don Costello has requested that I deliver this to you.”The Consigliere’s voice echoed through the living room as he gently placed a velvet box on the coffee table. I stared at the familiar box, my palms instantly slick with sweat.He lifted the lid, revealing a diamond signet ring lying quietly on the black velvet. Engraved on its face was the Costello family crest—an eagle clutching a dagger in its talons. Under the afternoon sunlight, the diamond refracted a sharp, blinding glare.“The Godfather says the woman he loves is among the four of you.” The Consigliere swept his gaze across us. “Whoever can wear this ring will be the future lady of the Costello family.”Memories from my previous lives came crashing back like a tidal wave. All four of us froze. Each of us had married him once. So who was the woman the Godfather truly wanted?What was worse was that every single one of us had met a brutal end after marrying into his family, from the icy rive

“Are you insane?” Blair was the first to leap up. “Do you really want to go and get yourself killed?”All of them looked at me with a mix of confusion and pity.“I need to confirm something. Wait for my news,” I said, ignoring their admiring expressions as I stood up and left immediately.So far, I was the most puzzled of everyone. After all, I was still Dante’s secret lover. Not long ago, we had been inseparable. He had once told me that I was the love of his life, and the ring had fit my finger perfectly.Night had fallen over the city. I arrived at the luxury penthouse where Dante and I secretly met, looking up at the top floor, its windows glowing warmly. No one knew about this place except his most trusted security.When the elevator doors opened, I used my fingerprint to unlock the apartment door. Dante was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his back to me, the moonlight highlighting the broad contours of his shoulders.Hearing my footsteps, he turned around, briefly

“Are you really going to do this? There’s still time…”That morning, on the day of the wedding, Blair was adjusting the hem of my gown, her voice barely above a whisper as she asked me.“Positive.” I stared at myself in the mirror. The white wedding dress made my face look pale. “So don’t worry. I just need you guys to believe that the plan will go smoothly.”Chloe peeked in through the door. “The car’s here.”The Costello estate was far more heavily guarded than I had imagined.The black limousine passed through three security checkpoints, each manned by armed guards. Surveillance cameras covered every inch of the high walls, and the iron gates were as heavy as those of a prison.In our previous lives, each of us had been married to the Godfather in a church before being sent to the estate. This time, however, the ceremony was taking place directly inside the estate—a sign that something was different.“Oh my God,” Catherine whispered, “this place is like a fortress.”“It’s ea

The Godfather was utterly shaken by my words. His face twisted as he roared in rage, “You’re the woman I love! Stop doubting me and untie me right now!”I let out a soft laugh and leaned closer to him. “Ha. You still think I’m an idiot. The woman you want to marry—the so-called true love of your life—she probably doesn’t even exist.”“Don’t rush to deny it,” I continued calmly. “You and I both know what the truth really is, don’t we?”I gripped the hunting knife tighter and drove it hard into his thigh.My smile was chilling, and my hand didn’t loosen in the slightest. It was as if I were avenging the four women who had died so miserably in their previous lives. No matter how much pain I inflicted on him, it could never make up for theirs. Like an act of revenge, I shoved the hilt in even deeper.Still, the Godfather stubbornly clung to his lie. “You’re the one I love most. How could I ever kill you? I was only trying to scare you earlier…”Since he refused to tell me the truth,

“That’s impossible!” Chloe exclaimed. “His appearance, his voice, and even his habits are exactly the same!”“Yeah,” Blair said in disbelief. “Even his cologne smells identical. There’s no way we could’ve mistaken him.”“At first, I wasn’t completely sure either,” I added awkwardly.“What do you mean?”“When Dante and I were dating, he knew I had a scar on my left wrist. Every time we were close, he would unconsciously touch it. But when I met him before the wedding, he reached for my right hand instead. That’s when something felt wrong.”I raised my left hand. Beneath my sleeve, a thin white scar was faintly visible.Seeing the suspicion on their faces, I quickly continued, “That alone might’ve been too hasty. What really confirmed it was later, when I tied him up.”“He asked me whether I wanted money or power, but the real Dante had transferred his assets to me. A man who had decided to give me everything he owned would never ask me that question.”He had handed over all his