Reborn For Escaping From The Mafia Family Novels & Stories

At the reunion dinner, my adopted brother, Isaac Johnson, whispers in my ear, "The Johnson family only needs one son. You're just a country bumpkin. We don't need you here." I think he's right. So, I run straight into traffic at the intersection. My family is terrified. They rush over and manage to pull me back from the road. My sister, Rebecca Johnson, turns pale with anger and warns me not to upset Isaac again. I obediently nod. Then, late that night, I turn on the gas and leave a suicide note. "It's my fault for upsetting Isaac. I'll take the whole family to heaven with me. None of us will ever have to suffer again." My family stares at me as if I've gone mad. Later, at a party, Is

He crosses to the nearest pew and sits heavily. "We were raised in the same house," he says. "He broke his arm falling out of my window when we were nine. I carried him to the doctor. He was afraid I would be punished for it, and he told everyone it was his own idea." "I know." "He cried at his father's body." "People can cry for a man they killed." "Or for a man they only watched die." He rubs his eyes with the heel of his hand. "Giulia could have done this to him. The same as Bruno. She could have put the knowledge in his head and made him weep over it."

“It seems you didn’t like my answer.” Rein cleared his throat. “It’s not that. I-I made my choice to leave home, become a soldier, and never come back. But in the end, I became the next right-hand man for the mafia.” “Perhaps we’re the kind of people who could never escape this doomed life.” “Yes, maybe.”

“It’s fine, Riley. We are just shocked to see you after a long time. You cut ties without any explanation. How are we supposed to behave?” “I am sorry,” Riley had tears by now. She really want to tell everything to Jordan. Jordan rubbed Riley’s back and said, “What happened?” that question demanded everything from the beginning till now. Riley nodded her head and began her story, “I come from the Italian mafia family. Don Alessandro Bianchi is my father. I loved a boy in my teens and he loved me too. His name is Vincenzo. He was being trained as the future capo of the mafia. But when my father found out about it, he gave two choices to Vincenzo, to choose between me and the mafia. Vincenzo c

He said and tears began to fall down my eyes. Does this man know what I've gone through in life? I was raised in an orphanage. I had no one,I was bullied,hated,resented and called unworthy many times. I was treated like a nobody and now the boss of the biggest mafia group in Italy says I'm his son. "I know it's hard but you have to accept it. Be a man,be strong." He tapped my shoulder "You didn't want me before and now you just storm out of no where to claim ownership of me?" I asked.

When I was about to leave, Hayden stopped me by calling me by my name. “Serena!” I didn’t turn. I felt him coming closer to me but I did not give any movement. “I don’t say I’m a good guy but I want you to know that our every moment was true. I did not deceive you.” He stood beside me. “I might have kept secrets from you but you should know that I did it for the best. Killing and surviving are part of my life because I was born into a mafia family and… people don’t get to choose to whom they should be born. We cannot escape the fate that our parents wrote for us. You know it better than anyone else.”

She was so tired that before she knew here legs gave out under her and she fell to the ground. Meanwhile at the Francesco mansion, Marco was livid because he found out his partner in crime, Giovanni had been working with the Russian mafia underboss, leaking information and was going to kill him. One of his men came to him that they had caught him when he was about to flee the country and they had tied him up in the chair at the usual spot. (The spot was were they kept traitors who were going to die, which was close to the ocean bank where no one will hear when he shot them, not that he cared)

Long Chen's heart beats very fast. "Second Brother, Let's go look for her." Shu Shu said and they both hurried towards the restroom. Kang Li gritted his teeth looking for how he could escape. He stared at Xinyi Er. He crouched to her level and slapped her. Xinyi Er yelped in pain and opened her eyes. "Please let me go." She pleaded with him. "Let you go??." He sneers. "Will that fool you call your husband let me go if you let you go. It's a sure deal that he's going to hand me over to the police. Why don't I have fun with you." He said and tore the front of her gown.

I yelled before tossing away my cigarette blunt. “Okay, boss.” I hung up after he spoke. It was the least I could do. As I hung up, I felt a pang of guilt. It was a foreign feeling, one I hadn't experienced in years. Since joining the mafia, I have become numb to the suffering of others. But this was different. This was family. She was my only family left alive, and I needed to seize this opportunity. This was also an excellent way to get Rodrigo and make him pay for what he did.

She says and I look at her in shock as the women all chuckle. “Sorry, Cosa Nostra?” I ask her, and she smiles at me and nods her head. “Yes, my family comes from Sicily. My father moved here when he found my mother. My mother wasn’t involved with the mafia. She was an elite. She was the original Ghost. But I have already said too much. Just don’t lock Rebel or Angel away from the world. Unless you want your little girl to become like me. I would say let her be a little girl, let her make her own life and mistakes. Just guide her, don’t hide her.” She says, and I smile at her words when I hear Rebel shift in her bed. I stand up and move closer to her.