Reborn to Marry the Right Mafia Brother Chapter 01

Reborn to Marry the Right Mafia Brother Chapter 01

Two men of about the same age are sitting across from each other at the dinner table.

One is Lucien Falcone, the eldest son and future heir of the Falcone Family, New York’s oldest and most feared Italian Mafia family. He is known for being cold and reserved, a man of very few words.

The other is Dante Falcone, the youngest son of the family and Lucien’s half-brother. The only difference is that Dante is an illegitimate child. He has a gentle personality and always wears an innocent, harmless smile.

[This time, I’m going to get the good husband.]

A woman’s voice suddenly slips into my ears.

It’s Simone, my sister.

I instinctively look at her, but her lips haven’t moved. She is simply staring straight at Dante.

[Just wait. This time, I’m definitely taking you for myself.]

The voice comes again.

I freeze.

It’s only at this moment that I realize I haven’t just been reborn. After touching that bloodstained cufflink, I can actually hear other people’s thoughts.

And those two sentences from Simone make me realize something instantly.

She’s been reborn too.

Otherwise, there’s no way she could say something like that.

Sure enough, the next second, she walks straight over and takes a seat beside Dante. Her cheeks flush as she gazes at him shyly.

“Hi, I’m Simone Aldridge.” She gives him a sweet smile. “And I WANT you.”

As soon as she finishes speaking, my father speaks up.

“Annette, since your older sister has already chosen Dante, you’ll marry Lucien.”

A flash of triumph crosses Simone’s eyes.

Then I hear her thoughts.

[This time, you can suffer through everything for me.]

In my previous life, Simone marries Lucien.

Lucien eventually becomes the most feared Don in New York’s underworld. Ruthless and merciless, he controls the vast underground empire of the Falcone Family, and almost no one can ever tell what is going on in his mind.

But Simone is always complaining that he is nothing like a normal husband.

Countless times, she lies in their penthouse wearing nothing but a sexy nightgown, waiting for him.

Every time, Lucien simply gives her a cold look before having someone escort her out.

Later, after she fails to get pregnant and gives the Falcone Family no heir, Madre Audrey decides there must be something wrong with her body and throws her out of the family.

As for me, I marry Dante.

He has little real power in the family at the time, but he still gives me a life of comfort and luxury.

Every day, he takes me shopping, takes me out to eat, and goes on dates with me. He spoils me like a princess.

Everyone in the Falcone Family knows we are a loving couple.

Until one day, Lucien, the Don, suddenly dies from poisoning.

Dante naturally takes over the Falcone Family and steps into the position of Don.

My status rises with his.

I become Donna Annette, a woman everyone in New York’s upper class is desperate to know.

Simone goes insane with jealousy.

In the end, she runs me down with her car while I’m out shopping, dragging me to hell with her.

“Sure, Dad.” I smile. “I happen to like Lucien too.”

With that, I walk straight over and take the seat beside Lucien.

I have to admit, the sense of intimidation this man gives off is incredible.

The moment I sit beside him, I feel as though I’m sitting next to the cold muzzle of a loaded gun. Even my breathing instinctively becomes lighter.

No wonder Simone is so afraid of him in my previous life. No wonder the entire city of New York, even the entire underworld, changes color at the mere mention of Lucien Falcone.

I try to listen for his thoughts, but there is nothing.

Not a single word.

Just then, Dante gives Simone a gentle smile.

The next second, his thoughts slip into my ears.

[What a pretty little thing. I can’t wait to see her on her knees, begging me.]

My entire body stiffens, and a chill runs down my spine.

Almost instinctively, I reach out and grab Lucien’s hand.

His palm is surprisingly warm.

Lucien turns his eyes toward me.

Those cold green eyes, completely devoid of warmth, make me let go immediately.

But he says nothing.

Lucien looks dangerous, like a wolf that could tear out someone’s throat at any moment.

But at least now, I know one thing.

Following him is still better than following Dante, the venomous snake hiding behind a human face.