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"You're a weapon, Alessia. You're strong enough to survive this."
To save the family's cherished adopted daughter, Isabella, my fiancé Marco handed me over to our Russian rivals.
My own father, Don Falcone, saw my sacrifice as a small price for a truce.
My only hope was Luca, my childhood friend, who swore he'd bring me home.
He lied.
A week later, as I was being psychologically broken, I was forced to know a lavish party at the Falcone villa to celebrate Marco and Isabella’s engagement.
The Bratva leader saw it as an insult and left me to die in a fire.
But I was reborn from the ashes.
This time, when Marco knelt and begged me to go, I simply said, "Fine."
Now, five years later, Marco and Luca look at me with haunted eyes, begging for the girl I was.
"I’m not Alessia."
"And I’m already married."
My debt is paid.
Now, it's time to collect theirs.

Love Blooms From Embers

"Are you willing to submit to a test? After Alessia died, I kept a lock of her hair from her room. If you say you aren't her, then prove it!"


"Alessia, I failed you back then. I was deceived by Isabella and my own ambition. But after all these years, I've seen her for who she is, and I've understood my own heart. I simply cannot live without you!"


"That scar, I will never forget it. You are Alessia, why won't you admit it? Do you have any idea how long I've searched for you? Please, give me one more chance. This time, I swear I will protect you."


I lowered my head, suddenly remembering something, and reached into my coat.


"All of your harassment of me is being recorded. Let me be clear one last time, I am not Alessia, and I am already married."


I pulled out the marriage certificate The Commission had created for Dante and me.


This certificate wasn't a fake. It was a real document, filed under my cover identity, Rosa.


Chapter 10