Reborn For Escaping From The Mafia Family Novels & Stories

"This has gone on for far too long. That girl has a family, she has a life, she has her own fucking face" Elde remained, unflinching. "Do not cross your boundaries, Antonov... You have no right to lecture me. I do not care that she has a past, her future is with me. You were not the one who found her, If her old family had pushed her to such an extent as to try to kill herself, then I feel no ounce of guilt for taking her away from them. She is Scarlet Antonio Rivera and she's going to live like one" "Was this why you never told anyone about Scarlet's death? Because you wanted to reincarnate her by using someone else"

So he can't understand why Sofia left him to go and work for the Costa family. Sofia has her reasons, and she knows her motivation is to protect her son and husband from being killed by Riccardo. Sofia made a deal with Riccardo and will help Mia with the Costa family if he spares her family. He has previously spared her husband's life, but her husband has become a pain. Riccardo is well aware of her husband's plans to try and kill him, and he knows it's a pride thing within the Italian Mafia to take out your father's killer. The Valentino family is an old Mafia family that has come a long way and lived by the old rules of the Mafia. The old Don was hard-headed and didn't want it to change an

I apologize for feeling guilty again as I helped her up. "It isn't your fault. The Marino family has fallen but it can be built again." Vivianna mentioned. I understood what she meant. Our family has been involved in organized crimes and the Mafia for years. It was our reputation. We had fallen before but we always rose again. It was time a new family head was chosen to build the family and the responsibility lies on me as the sole heir of my father to get our revenge and rise to the top. My jaw clenched, determination burning in my eyes, I was going to build this family even if I did it on my own.

I mumbled, my words breaking off from my lips as if it was so difficult for me to say. "My side, fuck Annabel, this is some mafia shit, this has passed beyond just your family... I am a mafia Cupcake, and you already know but let me make this clear, you were right. My world is dangerous and my mother, she fucking died of a bullet targeted at me, because of my father's sin. That's why I joined the mafia, for revenge and when I found revenge, I went deeper and then when I decide to back off, it wouldn't let me back off because I'm so deep into this." His words ripped off from his lips in a calm tone not caring if we had bullets flying over our head and his words made me freeze. I could feel te

He was my father. The only time Papa ever punished me was when I fell for Lorenzo at first sight and insisted on marrying him. It took three days of hunger strikes before he finally relented. Back then, the Gambino family was nothing. They were a struggling mafia family clawing for power in the West District. Papa hid his identity for their sake and even forged a false one for me. I was renamed Renee Jones, a farmer's daughter from the remote countryside. No matter how deeply they dug, that was all they would ever find.

," River said, patience filled in his voice. I nodded as I thought critically. River sat there patiently waiting for me to decide, so they could give me a new life immediately. I sighed deeply. I was determined to use this rebirth as an opportunity to seek revenge on those who had wronged me. And with River's support, I felt more confident than ever that justice would be served. I knew the reason I was given a second chance was to avenge my death and that of my parents who were brutally killed by the ungrateful Constance and her now-husband. As I thought about my revenge, the answer to River's question clicked in. "I want to be known as Elara," I finally said, my voice steady and determined.

She herself, however, rushed into the alley with undisguised excitement, running straight toward the direction the enemies were coming from. In that moment, I understood that Vivian had been reborn, too. Otherwise, she would never have given up her chance to survive and handed it to me. I did not hesitate for even a second. I turned and bolted toward the street, and just like in my previous life, I ran into the same unit that had once saved her. Vivian's former husband, Caporegime Marco Santoro, was a tall, broad-shouldered man with a full beard. His presence alone was oppressive. Even the men who fought alongside him did not dare stand within half a meter of him.

In his world, his word was the rule. I opened up my mouth to swallow the pungent, bitter liquid robotically. I was not like any of them. I hated bloodshed. It was the reason why I changed my identity five years ago to escape from the Corleones, a family that was filled with guns and death. I kept my abilities a secret as all I wanted to do was to be an ordinary designer in Micosa. That was until I met Ernest. He was different from my father and never forced me to learn or accept anything involving bloodshed.

"Please. Fuck me. Fuck me!" Twenty-two-year-old Scarlet Scott wants nothing to do with her Mafia family. She's seen the bloodshed, which she's almost been convinced to believe is necessary, she's seen the violence, she's seen the effects it leaves on the families of those affected, including hers, and so she does what she's always wanted to do. Leave home. But when trouble strikes and her parents get into trouble with a much more powerful, and formidable Mafia family, she's forced to return home to help.

The old times where he threw me away like I was convenient background noise? “No,” I said flatly. “We can’t.” I turned again, my heels clicking against the floor. Then— “Selene,” he called out behind me, “I know you were reborn.” My steps faltered. Slowly, I turned just enough to glance over my shoulder. What did he just say? “I was reborn too,” he continued. “That’s why I chose Elara so easily this time. I wanted to compensate her… for what happened before.”