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I was reborn into the year Lorenzo was most captivated by me.
It was also the year he first betrayed me.
I dragged my feverish body and burst into the underground club he frequented.
The man, who was usually impeccably dressed in a suit, now had his bronzed chest bare.
A seductive woman was entwined in his arms.
“I bet your sweet little appraiser has never seen you like this, has she, Lorenzo?”
His fingers tightened around her throat. “Don't test my patience. If you dare show your face in front of her, I'll make you disappear forever.”
The woman hooked a finger under the lace garter on her thigh.
“Is this what you want to make disappear?”
Watching the lust ignite in Lorenzo's eyes, I dialed my father's number.
“I agree to marry into the Rossi family.”

The Night I Saw My Don Burn

By the next day, I had mostly recovered.


I had just stepped out of my hospital room, and hadn’t even reached the elevator, when I saw Lorenzo standing by a window in the corridor.


He reached out, tenderly caressing the face of the woman before him.


“This is all your fault... Didn't you promise you wouldn't show up, no matter what?”


“You should just go back to your fiancée. Don't worry about me.”


Lorenzo remained silent, his palm cupping the woman's cheek.


His back was to me, so I couldn't see his expression.


All I could think about was getting out of this place as quickly as possible.


“Miss Castellano from room 10! You left something behind!”


The nurse handed me my phone, and I thanked her.


Then I quickly slipped into the elevator.


As the doors closed, I saw Lorenzo looking at me.


He looked panicked and helpless, desperate to come after me.


But the woman, so composed just a moment ago, suddenly lost her composure.


She immediately grabbed hold of Lorenzo.


Either way, the outcome would be the same.


I was supposed to have left this morning, but I didn't expect my health to hold me back for a day.


And an evening dress. I was still wondering how I would say goodbye to Lorenzo if I ran into him.


About five minutes into the drive, I saw Lorenzo's car.


He was honking frantically, driving way too fast.


I leaned against the window, silently watching him for the last time.


Perhaps this would be the last time I ever saw Lorenzo.


And when Lorenzo got home, he would never see Kingsley again either.


After all this time, I had actually forgotten who our family had allied with in the beginning.


It was only when I returned home that I learned it was the Rossi family.


That night, I blocked all of Lorenzo's numbers and changed my private line.


In my past life, Lorenzo had married me.


To divorce me, he hired someone to cut off my finger with a cigar cutter.


The fusion of memory and reality made me feel like I was going insane."


Chapter 4