Reborn For Revenge Family Comes First Mga Nobela at Kwento

Looking at his hypocritical face, I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. Right. This was who he was. A cold-blooded coward. He would throw away his own flesh and blood for the sake of the Family. I had learned this the hard way in my last life. They were the real Family. My three-month-old son and I meant absolutely nothing. With shaking hands, I pulled out my phone. I dialed my father's number. I needed my men. I was going to destroy every single one of these murderers. "What are you doing?" Matteo's eyes darkened.

In my previous life, I gave my crush one of my corneas and helped him to restore his right to inherit his mafia family. But when he regained his sight, my family chose to have my older sister marry him instead of me. My own family exiled me, and I died on the night of wedding between him and my sister. Then I'm reborn—back before I was exiled . I stood in my father's study—Vittorio Rossi, the Don of our family. The air smelled of aged whiskey and cigars.

Liam didn’t hesitate this time. “Close enough that he killed her ex-husband for beating her,” he said. “She’s the only family he has now.” The world seemed to go quiet for a second. My blood ran cold. The only family he has. The words echoed inside me. Liam watched my face closely. “What are you thinking?” I looked straight at him. “Blood for blood.” My fists clenched without me realizing it. “That’s my revenge,” I said. “To put a hole in his heart. To make him feel what losing your only family feels like. And I need your help.”

Their future wasn't defined by vengeance. It was defined by family. By love. And by the promise of a new beginning.

“Rhea Elio! I gave birth to you, I raised you—do you hate me and this family that much?” Gave birth to me? In the fifteen years I was mistakenly buried in a gang war, did you ever fulfill your duty as a father for even a single day? Raised me? Those material compensations were just meant to appease your guilt, or to maintain the Elio family’s facade of honor. Besides, I haven’t spent a penny of the Elio fortune since I returned. These words churned inside me, but I swallowed them all down. Arguing them now was pointless.

“Because this feels like a perfectly normal Tuesday.” A quiet groan comes from the bed beside him. “What happened?” Cole mutters, dragging a hand down his face. “Apparently,” Carter says, “we’ve all decided to experiment with poisoning as a family bonding exercise.” “Not funny,” Cian mutters. “It’s a little funny.” Another shift, slower this time. My father exhales, steady but controlled, eyes opening fully as he takes in the room. Relief tightens in my chest again. Seeing it is different.

His chair scraped against the marble floor with a sharp, ugly sound. “I’m going out.” I knew where he was going. At this moment, Celeste had not yet been ambushed by the Lopez family in the underground parking garage. Everything could still be changed. In my previous life, she died in that chaos. Adrian carried her death for the rest of his life and blamed that grief on me and on the Moretti family. Now that he had been reborn too, of course he would run to save her. I didn’t stop him. The men at the door hurried aside, and Adrian’s back vanished into the night.

Right in front of all the guests, she called me out for being too ambitious because I was married into their family, yet I still refused to let go of my own family's business. "Why are you working so hard? In the end, aren't you just paving the way for that illegitimate brother of yours? You don't care for my son, and you refuse to have children. "Why did you even marry into our family? You dress like a temptress every day and attend so many parties. Who are you trying to seduce? "Since it's your father's birthday, let me be frank: hurry up and hand over your position to your brother. Go home and be a proper wife and mother. Don't you agree with me, Zach?"

She looked up at Gabriel, her eyes locking onto his with a fierce determination. "I won't marry him," she declared, her voice steady despite the fear coursing through her veins. Her mother's face turned red with rage. "You will do as you're told, Ashley! You're nothing but a burden to this family, and this is the best you'll ever get!" Ashley's brothers jeered and catcalled, their cruel words raining down on her like a storm. But she stood firm, her heart pounding in her chest. In that moment, Ashley knew she had to escape. She had to find a way out of this nightmare, no matter the cost. Little did she know, her fate was already sealed, and the journey ahead would be filled with pain, heartb