All Chapters of The Donna’s Revenge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Via was taken aback for a moment, but she quickly composed herself."May I ask why?"I leaned back in my chair and watched her for a long while before I spoke."No reason."Daniel panicked at once, forgetting all his usual manners, and leaned in close to my ear."Mother, Via is a good girl. I love her.""And her father is the Don of the Vitale family. A marriage between our two families would take both of us to a whole new level.""Please, just think it over and let us be together."I looked at Via. "You're Louis Vitale's daughter? Then your mother would be Jessica?""That's right." She lifted her chin, all smug pride.No one knew my hatred had just hit its boiling point!My mother was once the Donna of the Vitale family.It was only because she got pregnant and gave birth that my father took over the family business.As a child, I couldn't understand why my father condemned my mom to death without even listening to her side of the truth.Later I understood. As long as my mother lived,

It wasn't long before my men brought me the file.Just as I'd thought.At a glance, her accounts looked clean.But the cleaner they were, the more wrong it felt.After all, the outfit she'd just worn could buy half a city block.Yet as far as I knew, the two docks the Vitale were proudest of had been seized by other families a year ago.On top of that, they'd made plenty of enemies, and the families that held the shipping rights were deliberately blocking them.So no matter how many guns and drugs the Vitale had, there was no way to move any of it.Where would a family on the edge of ruin find spare money for luxuries like that?Unless Jessica was rich in her own right.But that was nearly impossible.Because before she married my father, she was a whore.I clenched my fist and gave a cold snort.One way or another, I'd make them cough up everything they'd swallowed!That night, I got a call.It was my father. Louis.Twenty years.Hearing that voice again, my heart still blazed with a

The next day, I arrived as agreed.The heads of all the great families were already there.The moment I walked in, I saw Louis seated among them.Twenty years, and apart from looking a little older, he hadn't changed a bit.Noticing my gaze, he turned his eyes on me.The instant he saw me, I caught the faint furrow of his brow.But it smoothed over quickly, and he curled his lips at me in a smile.So he hadn't recognized me.Under his smug gaze, I walked slowly to the front and took my seat before them all.The head presiding over the table spoke to me."Mirabelle Vanetti, Louis Vitale has accused you of deliberately murdering the members of his family. Do you have anything to say in your defense?"Around the long table sat twenty mafia family heads, still as statues.The air was thick with cigar smoke and menace.Twenty-some pairs of hawk-sharp eyes bored into me, as if to tear me apart and swallow me whole.I looked around the room, my gaze finally settling on Louis's hypocritical fa

I didn't answer him.Instead I asked, "Louis, twenty years ago you climbed to this seat over the bones of your wife and children. I wonder, have you slept easy in all the years since?"Louis stared at me, and then all at once he went pale and slumped into his chair."You... you're... no, it can't be..."I gave a cold snort and slowly straightened up.I had waited twenty years for this moment.I thought I would be calm.But when the truth finally came out, my body trembled all the same, and I couldn't stop it."Heads of the families, I know you all want Louis dead right now, but before he's judged, there's a personal debt I mean to settle with him."I took a deep breath. "I wonder if any of you remember the former Donna of the Vitale family. My mother, Selena Pavano.""Twenty years ago, my brother was barely a month old when Louis's wife Jessica threw him from an upper floor to his death. And my father, Louis, never bothered to learn the truth. He took Jessica at her word and had my mot

The day before the execution, Louis asked to see me.I brought the gift I'd carefully prepared for him and went to the private prison where the mafia held its most important prisoners.Just two days, and the once-mighty head of the Vitale family sat crumpled in the dark, damp cell like an old dog with all the fight drained out of him.When he saw me, a frantic light burst into his clouded eyes, the fervor of a dying man grabbing at a lifeline.He scrambled to the bars, his hands, dry as old bark, clutching the cold iron."Mirabelle, you came.""I know I was wrong. Can't you spare my life, for the sake of all the times I truly loved you when you were young? I... I don't want to die."I clenched my fists and looked at him without expression."You don't want to die. And my mother, did she?""Back then, she begged you and begged you, and still you had her beaten to death.""Louis Vitale, you're not human. My mother must have been blind. She never should have pulled you out of that fighting