Alle Kapitel von Orphan Wife? Actually the Mafia's Only Principessa: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 9

During the three years I was with Guglielmo Muratori, I rarely talked about my family. On the few occasions I did, he would always laugh it off as if I were joking.The blood loss was making my vision fade. For the first time, I was terrified that I wouldn't see Papa and Mamma before I died.I turned to Enzo Ferraro, Guglielmo's bodyguard, who was standing watch by the door, and pleaded weakly, "Please. For what I did for you before, get me a doctor. The bleeding must be stopped."He looked at me emotionlessly. "Don Muratori gave us strict orders that no matter what you ask for, we're not to grant it. Besides, he said your injuries are minor. The medical team is to prioritize Signorina Fontana."Minor? That word sent a chill down my spine.A bullet had torn clean through my body, with blood oozing out of the wound and soaking my clothes. Meanwhile, Guglielmo's assistant, Rosa Fontana, was only dizzy from low blood sugar.Whatever. Guglielmo didn't care about me. Even if I died be

Guglielmo slowly walked over and carefully reached for my hand. "Anna… Who did this to you? Who had the nerve to lay a hand on my Donna?"I turned toward Rosa and pointed my trembling finger straight at her. Guglielmo followed my gaze, and his face went pale.I thought, just like every other time, he would punish the person who had hurt me, but before he could say a single word, Rosa suddenly dropped to her knees. Her body shook as if she were about to collapse.When he bent down to help her up, she burst into tears. "Don, I won't be able to stay by your side anymore. Signora already warned me that if I ever got close to you again, she'd make sure I died without a body left to bury."I only brought the doctors here because I was worried about her, but she lunged at me and attacked me!"As Rosa spoke, she deliberately pulled back part of her clothing, revealing bloodstains on the fabric. That was my blood.I assumed her clumsy story would give herself away in front of the brillian

The Sartori family soon took over the hospital. I was rushed into emergency surgery.The person lying on the operating table was no longer me. It was Guglielmo, who struggled violently as he screamed, "I'm the Don of the Muratori family! If you touch me, my family will never let you get away with this!"Papa casually flipped the lighter in his hand, a cold laugh escaping his lips. "The Muratori family? If a mere family like yours could threaten me, doesn't that mean all those years of my hard work have been in vain?"Suddenly, Guglielmo's phone rang. I picked it up and put the call on speaker."Don Muratori, bad news! The butler jumped into the sea. Before he died, he left behind all the evidence of our money laundering and smuggling operations over the years!"For the first time, genuine fear gripped Guglielmo whole. He looked at my family as though they were monsters. "You're declaring war on the entire Muratori family!"Papa simply smiled with contempt. "That's almost disappoi

When Mamma heard that I wanted to marry Guglielmo, she immediately pulled out her pistol and started toward him. I caught her by the arm.She turned to me, her gaze frigid. "Have you forgotten how he betrayed you? You're going to trust him again?""I haven't," I answered calmly. "And I don't trust him either. I just don't think dying this easily is enough for him. Believe me. I have my own plan. This time, I'm going to take my revenge myself."From that day on, I visited Guglielmo every single day. We reminisced about the happy memories we once shared. I brought him gifts and even cooked for him.What he didn't know was that every meal contained the same truth serum Papa used whenever he interrogated traitors. He never suspected a thing, though.Instead, he was deeply moved and swore he would spend the rest of his life making it up to me. "Anna, when I'm recovered, we'll go to Barnalulu together."He held my hand tightly. "I just want to be with you and be your husband forever."

Three months later, I sat in the sunroom of the Sartori estate, enjoying afternoon tea.Mamma sat across from me, reading through a stack of documents. "Anna, Guglielmo's hanging on by a thread. Do you want us to keep him alive?""No," I said flatly. "Throw him into the sea. Put him out of his misery.""And Rosa?""Leave her where she is," I said, smirking. "I heard the doctors there are very fond of her. They make sure she gets… special attention every day."Mamma walked over with a tray of pastries and set it beside me. "Recently, we've been negotiating new shipping routes. Would you like to take a look?"I shook my head. "Not yet. I don't want to stay in Sicaro for now—too many unpleasant memories. I'd like to travel instead.""Any places in mind?"I looked out the window at the warm afternoon sun. For some reason, I remembered what Guglielmo had once promised me."Probably Barnalulu.""Then you'd better leave soon," Mamma said. "We need someone to oversee our family's rou