Hidden Identity: Becoming The Mafia Heiress After Being Blind 소설 & 이야기

She asked. I chuckled softly, "Can I go on ?" I asked. "Yes, you can." She responded. "I was born blind, my mother abandoned me after giving birth to me. I was found on the streets and brought to the mafia world by Talik Peterson. Now, tell me your story." I said, I was hoping she won't ask for more, because I was not ready to say more. I was not ready to reawaken the past. I could feel her gaze on me.

I moved to the backseat, Gio still held on to me, and the door slammed shut on the feeding frenzy outside. "What the hell was that?" My voice shook. "That...." Georgina said calmly as the car pulled away. "Was your new reality. You're not invisible anymore, Hailey. You're a billionaire. The sole heiress to one of the largest empires in the country. Everyone wants a piece." I looked down at Gio. His face still pressed against my shoulder, his small body trembling. Five years of keeping him save, of keep us invisible, gone in thirty seconds. "Those pictures they took of him." Georgina's expression was grim. "They'll be everywhere by tonight."

Unfortunately I was not in the mood of chilling or helping out others. For here, my friends and other people know me as Ishabella. Bella Diór is only the name for identification. Otherwise people mostly know me as Ishabella who's a spoiled brat of billionaire Mafia Boss. Since there's a rule which every heir from the Mafia family follows. That is our name... Ishabella was my name which was given by my dad [ Mafia Boss] to hide my identity as the daughter of chairman Austin Diór. The fact that not many people know my face as Bella Diór because I never appeared in the media. The scandalous posts had my face covered with masks. Since I was careful to hide my face with a mask to whomever I would

"We go home. And we start planning how to end this war for good." But as we turned toward the exit, my phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. The same number that had been haunting me since the beginning. You should have taken the deal. Now Valentina has something you'll never get back. Check the news. The world already knows your secret. I opened the browser with trembling fingers. The headline screamed across the screen, and my heart stopped. Moretti Heiress Exposed: Secret Marriage, Secret Child, and a Bloodline That Could End the Mafia as We Know It.

He set the glass down with more force than necessary, then looked at her, seemingly awaiting praise. Jenny smiled and swung a leg over his lap, settling onto him. She threaded her fingers through his dense hair. Despite being a member of the Blades, he was young and quite attractive. In another life—one where they weren't part of rival mafia factions—perhaps they could have made a decent couple. For a brief moment, she pondered his fate once she was done with him, once his family discovered he'd leaked their secrets. She hoped he was the son of an important member; maybe he could offset his mistake through hard work, as she had done.

My ex-husband. His gaze was locked on mine with pure shock. I knew it was shocking for him to know about my identity. Because I had hid my identity from him. He never knew my whole name. He never knew that I was a Lombardi. He just knew I was Melania. An orphan, who was scholarshiped by the Vincent family. I hid my background because I wanted to stay away from my past life. I always hate the Mafia background. I married him because I wanted to be free from this life, little did I know I would have to come back to my old life.

I pulled out his laptop and turned on it. "Krish folder name ? " "Mafia man " "Wow interesting title " I started reading it and in just a minute I completely indulged into the story. It's about a blind girl and a mafia man story. The poor girl was alone and lost her parents in a car accident. In that accident she only survived safely but she lost her vision. It's all happened when she was five years old. After she was sent to her grandpa place and she was happy there. One day her grandpa died suddenly with heart stroke and she was once again left alone. Then her far relative aunty approached her at grandpa funeral and she took the girl with her. But the fate was once again turned out cruel f

I’d given her none. She didn’t want me. No one ever did. They wanted the legend. The scarred son of Don Moretti. The killer who never missed. Not the man beneath it. Not that there was much man left to see. I traced the rim of my glass with a finger, thinking of the whispers I’d heard lately—rumors drifting through the underworld like smoke. A name. A woman. A blind heir hidden in the Vellaro fortress. A daughter of Celeste Vellaro.

I nod "I know that sir and if I could cut all their horns I would gladly do that. And now that I know that there's anything like that I will do everything to find that thing. But Wait up Why do they make a white book If that thing would be their death?" "Because all of them don't trust any group so they made a thing like that. So if someone betrayed them they could easily blackmail them." I nod again "if that was a secret why do you know about that?" "I thought that you already know that our family was once a mafia group? not just an ordinary Mafia but the top one. The number one and when our family quit when my dad died I gave up the title of our family and passed it through Hughes. But we

The flashes of cameras assaulted her from all angles as they stepped out of the limousine, and the voices grew louder as they approached the entrance of the headquarters of W Group of Companies. The air was thick with anticipation, the reporters eager to catch a glimpse of the woman who had suddenly emerged from the shadows. "Is that her? The Westbrook heir?” “She’s blind—how can she manage an international company?” “Where has she been all these years? Why now?” "Miss Westbrook, is it true you’ve been living as a nobody? Can you confirm the rumors?” "Is it true you’re the holder of the largest shares in W Group?” Chloe kept her head high, her posture straight despite the onslaught of questi