All Chapters of The Convent Orphan Donated My Arsenal, So I Came Back for Blood: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"Alessia, God teaches us to be generous. The children in the slums are suffering, and you are sitting on enough weapons to end the world. It's obscene."Maria Rossi turned to look at me, her eyes brimming with pity, as if she were the only pure soul left in the world."Only when I've given every last one of them to the people who need protecting will God forgive this Family for the blood it has spilled."Hearing that voice, my hand shook a little on the grip of my gun."Ottaviani, put the gun down. You are beyond saving!"The man shielding Maria like a knight was Carlos Ricci, my childhood friend.Carlos looked at me with disappointment and disgust all over his face."Alessia, enough with the reek of gunpowder you carry everywhere. Maria is trying to save your soul. Can't you see that?"Those weapons will only drag you down to hell. She's turning them into a staircase to heaven. You should be grateful."He turned to her, his voice softening instantly. "Don't be afraid, Maria. You did t

I switched off the feed, watched my mother's private jet touch down beyond the window, and felt myself grow calm.Carlos called and called. I didn't pick up once.Then came Lorenzo's texts, one after another."Alessia, sign this transfer of assets immediately and let Maria take over your docks! This is to wash the sin off you!""How dare you ignore me? This is the will of the Don, not a negotiation!""Alessia, I order you to answer me right now! Otherwise, you'll answer for this under Family rules!"A mocking smile tugged at my lips as I read the messages. Then I blocked the number.The old wound in my shoulder began to ache. I ignored the sting and traced the scar with my fingertips.That scar came from Moscow three years earlier, when Lorenzo was pinned down by a rival gang.I had taken a bullet clean through the shoulder to get him out.He held me while I bled all over him, his eyes red, and swore to me, "Alessia, as long as I am Don, half the glory of this Family is yours."And now

The air in the hall seemed to freeze.My mother's words cut through everyone in the room like a blade.I watched with contempt as Lorenzo's face went from livid to bloodless.Lorenzo rose, sullen and seething with resentment."Mom, you stepped down. The Family needs to go legitimate now, not cling to Alessia's outdated violence. Maria's connections are our only chance to legitimize our assets."You should support my decision instead of acting on emotion!""Acting on emotion?"I laughed softly, let go of my mother's arm, and walked toward the platform.Lorenzo tensed instinctively.I walked up to him and took the transfer document out of his hands.In front of every senior man there, I slowly tore the document to shreds and tossed the pieces into the air.They drifted down like snow, crossing Lorenzo's furious line of sight."Lorenzo, you really are a joke. You don't even know the truth, and here you are defending her."His hand lifted to slap me, but one look from me stopped him cold.

The heavy smell of blood clung to the hall.I took the Don's leather chair, with my mother seated beside me.Her sharp eyes assessed the three sinners kneeling below.By mafia rules, selling out the Family's interests is a crime a thousand deaths can't cover.Resentment still burned in Lorenzo's eyes, until his gaze slid to the bodyguard pressing a gun to his head.His lips parted, but no words came.Seeing that, I turned and looked at Carlos."Carlos, is there anything else you want to say?" I asked quietly, my tone edged with ice, "What did Maria promise you? To hand you my private force? Or a clean future?"Carlos lifted his head, resentment blazing in his eyes."Alessia, so what if she did!"I was raised from childhood to be a knife in your hand. You have no idea how long I've hated this life!""So you sent me to hell yourself?" I cut him off with a laugh full of scorn."Carlos, spare me the story you tell yourself. You were tired of being my shadow, tired of every perfect kill bec

Three months later.London's underworld had been completely reordered.The Moretti Family was history. Under my leadership, the Ottaviani Family had reclaimed its power.We had recovered every weapon and successfully expanded into legitimate finance.I was no longer a killer who knew only how to charge in first. I was a queen directing everything from behind the scenes.My mother had gone back to Sicily.Before leaving, she slipped the sapphire ring that symbolized the Family's highest authority back onto my finger.She had sent people to pull it out of the drain. Cleaned and polished, it was brighter than it had ever been."Alessia, remember. Mercy is for the dead." My mother said it to me before she boarded, "In this world, the only thing that's real is the power you hold in your own hands."I stood at the floor-to-ceiling window in my office, looking down over the whole city.The tablet on the desk was playing a video.It had come back from the other side of the ocean.The video sho