Lahat ng Kabanata ng Return My Heart, Keep Your Regret: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I had no clue how I ended up leaving the hotel. All I knew was that Enzo found me disgusting and wouldn't even touch me.As soon as I walked out of the hotel, I received a message. "Same place. Same fee."I flagged down a cab and headed to Newlyn's most hidden underground club. Half an hour later, I pushed open the private room door like I always did. Inside, it was packed with mafia men. Thick cigar smoke hung over them.In the middle stood an iron cage at waist-height. Luca exhaled a ring of smoke and kicked it."Let's see if the former princess of the Rossi family still knows her place… as our pet."I lowered my gaze. Without hesitation, I unzipped my outfit in front of the men and began to take it off. Then, I crawled into the cold iron cage.Luca Moretti locked the cage with a click. "Let's do something different today."He took the Patek Philippe watch off his wrist and threw it between the iron bars.""Act like you're a bitch in heat. If you do it well, this watch is a

The next morning, I ran all the way to the hospital. Despite my body being covered in horrific wounds, I was still smiling. It was the first time I had smiled in three years. After all, Marco would be waking up soon. As long as he woke up, the humiliation I had endured over the past three years would all be worth it. Holding onto my last hope, I shoved open the hospital room door, but his bed was empty. The tubes that had been connected to several machines had already been unplugged and carelessly piled on the bedside table. Even the bedsheets were gone.My breath hitched as I turned to grab a nurse walking past me. "Where's my brother? Where's the patient in this room? Has he been transferred to a better ward?"The nurse stopped. Her eyes were full of pity. "Ms. Rossi, I'm so sorry for your loss. Your brother suddenly suffered multiple organ failure at six in the morning. "They tried to resuscitate him for 40 minutes… but it was too late. They just sent his body to the morgue.

Three days later, at the public cemetery on the outskirts of town.A chilly rain fell from the sky, battering against the old windbreaker I wore as I stood silently before Marco's grave.The photo on his gravestone was of him smiling brilliantly. It had been taken three months before everything changed. He was clad in his favorite leather jacket, his eyes shining with hope for the future.Lifting a hand, I ran my fingers across the cold stone of his grave.There was a yawning emptiness in my chest, as though something had been dug out. I couldn't even feel the pain anymore.For the last three years, I had climbed into countless men's beds or given them a strip dance. I had worn a dog collar while crawling in a cage, allowing them to burn me with their cigars or throw cash in my face.All the humiliating and degrading things I had endured with gritted teeth were for the sake of accumulating enough money to pay for that exorbitant medical bill, so that Marco would open his eyes and

That day, I moved into an old basement at Brookville.Every morning, a piping hot breakfast and a bouquet of white daisies would appear outside the rundown steel door of that basement.It didn't take a genius to figure out who had left them.On the evening of the third day, Vincenzo knocked on my door. This time, he was dressed in casual clothes, and he had come with several boxes of supplements."Isabella, you've thoroughly worn out your body in the past few years, so you should take these supplements."As he noted my pallid complexion, a hint of pity and heartache flashed across his eyes."Once this case with the Morettis is over, I'll help you apply for compensation as the victim's family. Or perhaps… If you're willing, I can help you move to a different city and start over."I leaned against the doorway, not moving to accept the items he offered me."Vincenzo, you've already accomplished your mission, so there's no need for you to waste any more time and effort on my issues

The next morning, the Moretti family's butler discovered the body.Immediately, a war threatened to break out between the Vitale and Moretti families.However, the committee members of the two families stepped in to intervene. They reviewed the evidence Enzo submitted, which included records of Camilla paying the caretaker, tampering with the surveillance footage, and framing Luca.The conclusion they arrived at was that Camilla had gone against the most basic principles of the mafia—murdering an innocent and framing a member of the family.It was decided that her death would be dealt with internally. Besides that, the Moretti family was ordered to pay a hefty compensation to the Vitale family, as well as turn over control of three dockside shipping routes.As for Enzo, the committee gave him a choice: either stand trial before the family, or disappear quietly with his dignity intact.Enzo chose the latter.Three days later, he was sent to a manor in Saracules.…One week late