Reborn For Escaping From The Mafia Family Novels & Stories

” He finished narrating what happened, and I was a crying mess by the time he was done. “Aren't Mafia families supposed to stay together? How come you weren't around when it happened?” I asked with a choked voice. “Back then, I just wanted to live a peaceful life; I didn't want anything to do with the Mafia until that day" he said with a sorrowful voice. “Is the man still alive?” I asked through gritted teeth. “I led our people to take revenge on him and his family. I killed him and his wife myself, but his son and daughter escaped,” he said with a hint of anger.

If it worked, they would let me go and return the ID they had withheld from me for ten years. In my last life, I knew it was a death trap and refused to let Sonny go through with it. The result was that the three of them buried me alive. This time, I reached out and gently pushed Sonny’s knife away, then casually straightened his wrinkled collar. My cold fingertips deliberately brushed against his bobbing Adam’s apple. “Sonny,” I said lazily, exhaling smoke, “you were born for this.” Sonny’s eyes lit up. “But if you want to step into the Corleone family,” I continued, my tone shifting, “selling your sister’s body and wearing borrowed skin isn’t enough. Don Corleone wants wolves that dare to

When he was escorted out, he shouted at me with misplaced bravado, "Don't think this is over! Once I'm out, I'll marry Marin! She's having my son!" His mother wept and clung to him. "Don't worry, Jensen! I'll take care of Marin and our family's precious heir!" But the way Marin avoided Jensen's touch, eyes full of disgust, told me everything. Jensen had lost nearly all his money and was now facing jail time—Marin wasn't going to stay loyal for long. After that day, I moved in with my parents, raising my daughter with them and finding a kind family to adopt the baby I had switched. Life became calm again.

He struggled and growled, "She's my fiancee!" But he couldn't get close to me. I was surrounded at the center of the banquet hall, mingling among the powerful. A year ago, after leaving that place of heartbreak with my crew, I didn't return to Dad's cold, loveless family. Instead, we went to my grandma, the matriarch of an old mafia family that had kept a low profile for decades but possessed unfathomable power. Under my plan, the Rossi family could no longer threaten me. This was the best rebirth gift I could have prepared for myself.

“Positive. We checked for manipulation. It’s real.” I stared through the ICU window. Five years ago, her family was murdered five years ago? I took a deep, shaky breath as I took a few steps back away from the ward. And slowly I reached for my father's contact. He picked up immediately. “Luca, how is she? I just saw the news…” “Who is she, Father?” I cut him halfway. He hesitated a bit, then followed with a deep sigh. “She was supposed to tell you herself, son…” he said. “Father!” “She's Nyla Romano, the only surviving member of the Romanos family from five years ago.”

“How did you think you escaped that fire, Gianna?” I halted and my legs refused to move. “I knew you'd come running back to me, to fight me. So I waited. Your father and I made a deal that went south. I saw you and decided to use you as collateral but your old man tried to play smart with me, so I shot him and saved his collateral because I wanted her. Now she ran straight into my arms and I shouldn't bend her to do my bidding? I'm not a good man, Cignetto, but your father wasn't either.”

I didn't want to see her marriage implode, so I idiotically kept her secrets, not expecting her to weaponize my silence. She pinned all her trashy affairs, accidental pregnancies, and debts onto me, ultimately making me take the fall for a crime that ended my life. The blinding terror of my death in that past life was still fresh in my mind. But now that I was reborn, I refused to play the sacrificial lamb again. The Carters were one of the most prominent families in the city. Marrying Jake was Brenda's golden ticket out of her working-class roots. Jake's parents had always looked down on her humble background. If they ever found out she was actively stepping out on their son, she would be t

Lorenzo and Marco were crushed by debt and sold off to work the docks, paying for their stupidity with back-breaking labor. As for Fiona? Without the Moretti name, she was nothing. Albert dumped her the second the Falcone family started to crumble. I heard she’s a dancer in some third-rate club now, getting pawed at by lowlifes every night. And me? I was just stepping off my private jet after a week-long vacation in Europe. I was stopped on the tarmac. It was Lorenzo and Marco. They were filthy, wearing worn-out work clothes. They were gaunt, all the old arrogance of mafia princes gone.

Her former pride and schemes were ground down day after day in that suffering. Eventually, she died quietly in endless pain and despair. She got the punishment she deserved. After that day, Leonardo stayed by my side, watching sunrises and sunsets with me, helping me emerge from the shadows of the past and find my smile again. I was no longer the girl wounded by love, covered in thorns. I began to smile again and took over some of the family businesses. Through my own abilities, I became the Donna of the Romano family in the mafia world.

I had really come back. Last time, this was the moment I stopped Cassio. I let that woman keep her seat all the way to Las Vegas. When we got off the plane, I discovered the truth. This plain-looking woman wasn’t just anybody. She was the wife of Domenico Accardo, the Don of the most powerful crime family in the city. Because I stopped Cassio from stealing her seat that day, he avoided drawing the Accardo family’s wrath. Later, he even leveraged that accidental connection. With the family’s indirect influence, his business ventures took off.