Killed by My Sister, Freed by Fate

The Mafia circle in New York City was a tangled web, where power shifted in the blink of an eye.

The Dusk family, once a powerful force in the underworld, was now reduced to nothing more than a pawn in the game. Their only hope for survival was to marry off their daughters, securing the support they so desperately needed.

I, Seraphina Dusk, was sadly one of those daughters.

In my past life, I had managed to secure myself a powerful marriage. I married Silas Vane, the head of the most influential mafia family in the country. My sister, Lila, was less fortunate, ending up with Jaxon Westmore—whom she believed would save her.

I gave Silas a son and a daughter, and in return, my family was gifted wealth and power.

But my sister? She was not so lucky. Jaxon wasn’t the man she thought he was. Instead of honoring the marriage or alliance, he squandered his time on models and strippers, leaving Lila discarded by both him and our father.

One seemingly ordinary day, Lila invited me to lunch—never did I expect that she would kill me, drove a knife into my heart.

Then she killed herself.

And now here I was, reborn, back when our father first told us that Lila and I have to marry for the family.

And this time, Lila called her shots on Silas Vane.

That’s when I knew. She was reborn as well.

Let her have him, then. She had no idea what kind of man he really was.

My stepsister killed me. All because her marriage fell apart and she couldn’t stand the sight of mine. She envied the glittering illusion of my “perfect” life—never realizing the truth about what my so-called perfect marriage really was.

And luckily, the fate had given me another chance. I was reborn before everything happened.

“Father, I want to marry Silas Vane.”

The moment Lila spoke his name, a chill raced down my spine. I knew instantly—she had been reborn just like me.

In our past life, Lila had chosen Jaxon Westmore. The Westmores looked golden from the outside, but underneath that shine? Rot. Corruption.

And Jaxon himself was the worst of it. He was a husband in name only, spending his nights with strippers and models, never once delivering the support he promised her… or my father.

By contrast, my marriage to Silas Vane had been praised as untouchable.

I gave him a son and a daughter—in return, he gave my family wealth, protection, influence. Father could not have been more pleased.

My son, carrying both Dusk and Vane blood, was destined to rule one day.

I knew Lila envied me, I saw in her eyes every time she looked at me. I just never imagined that she would have that envy burned hot enough to kill me.

And now, standing in that study again, I watched her pretty face light up, her eyes sparkling as she declared she wanted Silas for herself.

“And you,