Framed as a Traitor, Reborn To Make Them All Regret
In my last life, my brother Leo—the heir to the Moretti crime family—stripped our estate bare of every last soldier, all for a Vegas jaunt.
All because his new flame, Scarlett, had a jones for the high-roller tables.
The Volkovs—our rivals, the very ones Leo had just pissed off—saw their opening and stormed our gates. My mother, Sofia, took a bullet meant for me. Died protecting me.
I blew up Leo’s phone, my pleas turning to screams. He didn't answer.
He waltzed back in after the shooting stopped, bringing our men home, but far too late for it to matter.
Then, the news from Vegas. Scarlett was gone.
A suicide note left behind. In it, she painted me as the monster.
The one who’d leaked ou
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