Reborn From Ashes: The Mafia Bride's Revenge

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ow ache in my womb. I lay on the bare iron bed, shivering, the metallic scent of my own blood thick in

ped in, her emerald dress a stark contras

mach. "When Marco finds out you're he

sound that echoed in the empty room. "His heir? Oh, Bella,

the room suddenly fe

"The drugged wine, the dark room, the 'accident' on the stairs tonight? All Marc

had? A phantom memory of calloused hands, a suffocatingly dominant presence,

m carrying his true heir," she whispered maliciously. "And Marco agreed that

e dim light. Before I could react, she drove the blade straight t

l scream tore

She dipped her fingers into the dark red water-the remnants of my unbo

hick wood. "Miss Caitlin. The Carson cleansing is complete. The strongholds are burned,

the blade in my hand. *Clea

y father's l

r-stained cheek. "You see, Bella? You killed them. You

against the floorboards. The door slammed s

ing grief that had been suffocating me suddenly crystallize

light flickered beneath the door crack. They weren't just leaving me to bl

ning my lungs. I looked at my pinned hand. If

ipped the blade out of my flesh and the mattress. Blood poured from the gaping wound, but I did

over the roar of the fire. "I swear on my blood and my soul, this is my *Ven

urred, my body finally giving out to the blood loss and t

ash shattered the roar of the fire. The heavy oak door was kicke

a black panther. As he stepped into the dying light of the room, I saw his face. Cold, flawless, and ut

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