Rebirth: Becoming the Mafia Princess I Never Wanted to Be

In my previous life, I was adopted by a regular family. My younger sister, Regina Capasso, was taken in by a mafia Don, resulting in her becoming the principessa of Etalia's most powerful mafia family.

Unexpectedly, Regina is cast out by the Don in her third year of getting adopted. She was forced to roam the streets as a homeless person till the day she died a terrible death.

I, on the other hand, got into a prestigious university thanks to my good grades. Then, I furthered my studies with my adoptive older brother, Dario Bivona. With hard work, I eventually became the rising star of the AI industry who was sought out by all.

With my adoptive parents' blessings, Dario and I ended up getting married and having our own children. My life was filled with peace and happiness.

After we're given a second chance at the same life, Regina makes an entirely different decision.

She rushes into Dario's arms and starts calling him by his name sweetly. Then, she takes my ex-parents' hands while gazing at me gloatingly.

"You should have a taste of what it feels like to be a principessa, Livia. I seriously can't endure another second in that cruel, unforgiving family!"

I look at Dario expectantly, hoping that he'll say something in my defense. But he shields Regina behind him while glaring at me icily.

"Stay away from my sister."

In the end, I slowly make my way toward the Rolls-Royce as Regina continues to look at me smugly.

During the adoption in my last life, my younger sister, Regina Capasso, was the first to choose the mafia Don. But three years later, she was kicked out of the family and tragically died on the streets.

Meanwhile, I rose to fame in the AI industry, married my adoptive brother, Dario Bivona, and lived a happy life.

Now, given a second chance, Regina jumped right into Dario's arms.

It turned out that she was also reborn.

She threw herself into Dario's arms and called his name in a sweet voice. Holding her adoptive parents' hands, she cast a smug glance at me. "Livia, you can take the role of the mafia Principessa. I'm not cut out for that life."

I looked at Dario, my husband in my last life, expecting him to say something, but instead, he shielded Regina like a prized possession. His cold gaze turned to me. "Stay away from my sister."

Dario had no memories of his last life. To him, I was just a stranger.

In the end, I walked toward the Rolls-Royce under Regina's triumphant gaze.

In our last life, when we had to choose, Regina had eagerly hopped into the Rolls-Royce.

She had turned around and said to me, smiling, "Livia, go live the tough life. I'm still young. I can't live that kind of life. You'll suffer for me, right?"

Regina got her dream life as the mafia Principessa, but her expression grew darker with every passing day.

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