Broken Mafia Prince

RAFFAELE

She has no idea who I am.
Still, her fingers graze my scar — unafraid of the monster beneath.
She’s the girl I was born to destroy.
The only one who ever believed I was worth saving.

The woman who died for me—ten years later.

Our surnames split this city for a century.
Romeo and Juliet?
Only we’re not dying for love—we’re killing for it.

I should’ve walked away.
Instead, I let the devil in me growl, “You’re mine.”
Then I devoured her—like she was the sin I’d hungered for my whole damn life.

That devil? It’s me. Raffaele Gagliardi.
Scarred heir to Chicago’s most ruthless king.
Sworn to erase her family name. And now I can’t let her go.

The moment my hands claimed her, two empires fell silent.
If loving her means death, then I’ll carve our names into the grave myself.

We planned to marry before the bullets found us.
But the church bells rang—and she never walked the aisle.

I found her too late. A single shot sent her over Dead Man’s Cliff.
I stood at the edge, wind howling, heart wrecked—
and I damn near followed her into the dark.

If she’s still out there—
I’ll burn Verona-by-the-Lake to ash.
Rewrite the ending.
Or die a villain they’ll never forget.