All Chapters of His Angel of Vengeance: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Two years later, I graduated from university behind Victor Medici's back. On the day I was about to graduate, I saw Victor, who was supposed to be in Mexico negotiating an arms deal, standing there kissing a woman. I recognized her instantly. It was Sophia, my closest friend. She was wearing her graduation gown, her face glowing with happiness.Then, in the next moment, Victor took a delicate velvet box from the family’s consigliere. He opened it and revealed a brooch set with a massive sapphire. The brooch was called ‘The Heart of Sicily.’ Only the Don’s wife had the right to wear it.Right there, he personally pinned it onto Sophia’s graduation gown. I froze, but in my mind, three cold years in prison flashed by. Every single week, without fail, Victor had come to visit me. Separated by thick glass, he would hold the phone and say “I love you” to me over and over again. He wrote to me every day. The letters piled up so high they nearly filled the space under my bed. Every page was

With a dull boom, dazzling fireworks exploded across the night sky, shattering into millions of starlights before slowly falling away. The shifting light painted Victor’s profile in flickers of brightness and shadow, like something out of a dream.He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder as he murmured, “Do you like it? I prepared this just for you.”I stared at the brilliant yet fleeting display, and an uncontrollable sadness hit me. This grand beauty felt just like the time I had with Victor; it was gorgeous but destined to disappear.As the fireworks neared their end, in the fading light, I caught sight of a familiar figure on the distant pier—Sophia. She stood there alone, the sea breeze lifting her long dress, like a mermaid princess waiting for her prince to save her. Almost at the same moment, I felt Victor’s phone vibrate lightly in his pocket. He glanced at it quickly, a flicker of unease crossing his face before he masked it. Then, he le

The moment the gun was pointed at me, I reacted on instinct and twisted to the side. Still, the bullet tore through my shoulder. Warm blood soaked through my coat almost instantly. A sharp, burning pain followed a second later, like my flesh had been ripped apart.When I woke up in the hospital, the smell of antiseptic stabbed my nose. I shifted my gaze, and the first thing I saw was a pale-faced Victor.“Rachel, you’re awake!” he said as he rushed forward, his voice filled with shock and relief.“Does it hurt?” His eyes reddened, full of concern. “Thank God it wasn’t fatal. While you were unconscious, I wished so badly that I could take your place.”Instead of reacting to his concern, I asked weakly. “What about Sophia?”Victor frowned, his gaze flickering.“I’ve had someone keep an eye on her. Rachel, don’t worry. I’ll make her pay for hurting you.”I nodded slowly.Seeing that, Victor leaned down and tucked the blanket around me. “Get some rest. I’ll get you the best doctors

[Victor’s POV]After hanging up the phone, my underboss, Leonardo, looked at me with concern.“Don Medici, what about Rachel?”I tapped my fingers against the desk. I stayed silent for a long time before finally speaking.“Don’t worry. I’ve sent Marco with a team.”“And if Vincenzo refuses to let her go–” Leonardo said quietly.“There is no if.” I cut him off, my hand slamming down as my voice turned firm. “I’ll take whatever to save her. Besides, Vincenzo wouldn’t dare.”Yet, the moment the words left my mouth, it was as if all my strength went with them. I collapsed back into my chair, my expression drained.“Leonardo, you know I don’t have a choice…” I murmured. “The wedding is tomorrow… I don’t have a choice…”Leonardo poured a glass of whiskey and set it gently in front of me. I rarely showed weakness, but now I grabbed Leonardo’s hand, my voice low. “Stay with me. Let’s wait for news together.”Leonardo sighed and stayed by my side in silence.Not long after, Sophia

My eyes lit up. “Rachel? Darling, it’s me, Victor! Where are you?”Alas, the voice that came through the phone wasn’t hers.“Victor, darling, it’s me, Vincenzo. I’m home.”The phone slipped silently from my hand and hit the ground.“Victor, Rachel is dead. I’ll send you a photo. Sigh… It’s your big day. I didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news.”A photo came through, showing Rachel on the ground, covered in blood. Vincenzo had absolute confidence that it would fool anyone. After all, the makeup had taken three full hours to make it look this real.He continued, his voice calm and steady, “When you’ve calmed down, we’ll talk properly.”“Shut up…” I muttered, over and over again. “Shut up… Shut up…”Then suddenly, rage ignited in me, and I slammed my foot down on the phone.Again and again, like a trapped beast, I roared, “Shut up! Shut up!”Everyone around me fell silent as they watched me lose my cool. Sophia wanted to step forward to comfort me, but she didn’t dare get c