Left the Don, Became Real Principessa のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

I felt sick to my stomach.For five years, I had bled for him. I risked my life time and time again. I had hidden my identity as the principessa of the Corleone family and came here just to find pure love. Now, it seemed I was nothing but a joke."Marco," I said, "Calm down. That man really is my brother.""Brother?"Sophia laughed loudly. "Do you call every man you sleep with 'brother'? Elena, take a look in the mirror. "The soldatos around us started whistling."Elena, if you're hard up for a man, I'm right here.""Yeah, I might not have that old man's money, but I'm younger."Marco's face turned livid.I glanced at the ring on his left hand. It was the signet ring of the Leon family Don.I nearly died helping him snatch it back six months ago.And now, the ruby ring representing the madre of the House—the Madre—was on Sophia's hand."That ring," I pointed at Sophia's hand. "It's mine."Sophia touched the ring, looking at me provocatively. "This is the matriarch's ring. Marco had i

The water dungeon was pitch black, filled only with sewage and rats.I was chained to the wall.I didn't know how much time had passed before the iron door clanged open.Sophia walked in."Well, Elena, cozy enough for you?"She walked up to me. I stared at her coldly. "Sophia, you better pray I don't get out of here."Sophia laughed manically. "You think you're leaving?"She suddenly lifted her sharp stiletto and stomped hard on the back of my hand resting on the ground, grinding her heel into my skin.The piercing pain made me cry out."Can't these hands hold a gun?" Sophia ground her heel harder, speaking viciously. "Let's see how you compete with me once I cripple them!"Blood oozed from under her sole.I gritted my teeth and stared at her. "Torturing a family member without sanction is a death sentence. If Marco finds out...""Marco?"Sophia crouched down and patted my cheek." He thinks marrying me gets him into high society, but my family is nothing but an empty shell."She leane

Marco's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He twitched, trying to force a smile, but failed miserably."Gentlemen... you've got the wrong person, right? She's just some trash I kicked out...""Shut your mouth!" Old One-Eye glared at him, scaring him into silence.I wiped the blood off my face, braced myself against the ground, and stood up.I looked at Marco and snapped my fingers.Snap.The big screen flickered. The "affair photos" vanished.Instead, the screen filled with ledgers and videos. Marco's money laundering records, recordings of him selling out allies, footage of him assassinating the old Don... it was all there."W-what is this? Turn it off! Kill it!"Marco screamed, lunging to block the screen, but it was too late.An Enforcer stepped onto the stage and read the verdict:"Marco Antonio. Betrayal of allies, violation of Omertà. Immediate excommunication and execution of the entire bloodline!"Hearing "execution of the entire bloodline," Marco's men dropped to their knees

Three days after leaving the estate.Marco still hadn't given up.A man like him always has this delusional confidence. He thought I was just acting out in a fit of rage, that if he just lowered his head, I’d go soft because of our five-year history.That night, I was inspecting the "Royal Casino," a property under the family name.As soon as I reached the entrance, I saw Marco blocking the door. He was wearing that suit, now wrinkled, and holding a huge bouquet of roses.Sophia wasn't with him; she was probably off hiding from the loan sharks.When he saw me come out, Marco’s eyes lit up. He rushed over, trying to grab my hand."Elena! Baby! I knew I’d find you here!"The bodyguards immediately stepped in, stopping him six feet away.Marco didn't get angry. He shouted over the bodyguards:"Honey, stop this. I know I was wrong that day. I shouldn't have kicked you out just to save face. But I was tricked by that bitch Sophia!""I've already dumped that woman! Right now, my heart only b

Marco shook off the debt collectors and ducked into a dilapidated shack deep in the slums. He had secretly bought this place when he first started making a name for himself. Back then, he wasn't a Don yet, and I hadn't helped him build his empire. He always felt he needed an exit strategy. He never expected this place to actually become his final rat hole.He pushed the door open. Sophia was crouching in the corner, frantically prying up floor tiles with a rusty kitchen knife. Stacks of cash lay scattered at her feet, money she hadn't managed to stuff into her bag yet.That was the last of the survival money Marco had hidden here."You're stealing my money to run?" Marco's voice was hoarse.Sophia flinched. Seeing she was busted, she simply shoved the cash in her hands into her shirt and screamed at him."Marco! You're a stray dog wanted by the whole city! The sharks are just going to take this money anyway. I might as well take it and start fresh somewhere else. I'm not letting the Ro