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In the shadows of Millhaven, where death lingers in the air and loyalty is a currency, Penelope Mancini’s life is anything but ordinary. Once a mere body collector, she finds herself ensnared in a web of betrayal, love, and revenge after saving two men from the river—Frederico Valente, the heir to a powerful syndicate, and Omero Rossetti, a young capo with a secret that threatens to unravel everything she thought she knew.
As Penelope battles her inner demons and the ghosts of her past, she discovers that love can be both a refuge and a prison. With the blood of her former neighbors staining her hands, she must navigate her tumultuous relationship with Omero, who claims to love her, even as he harbors dark intentions of his own. When whispers of a new child stir hope and fear within her, the stakes rise higher, entangling her in a deadly game of familial loyalty and betrayal.
Will Penelope break free from the chains of her past, or will the sins of those she loves consume her entirely? In a world where every choice can lead to ruin, how far will she go to protect the only legacy she has left?
I Won't Save You Twice The Body Collector's RevengeChapter 1
I was an ordinary body collector from Millhaven, the forgotten neighborhood on the river where my family had performed the grim work of retrieving the dead for as long as anyone could remember. By chance, I pulled both Frederico Valente, heir to the most powerful syndicate in the Five Families, and the young capo Omero Rossetti from the water the night of a botched ambush. I became pregnant with Frederico's child.
On the day of our blood-bound union, Frederico never showed. He took his procession to the Volpe estate and married Chloe Volpe instead.
I tried to confront him, but Omero Rossetti stepped in my way.
He confessed that he was the one who'd gotten me pregnant that night. He said he was willing to marry me and take care of me for the rest of my life.
A month after the wedding, armed men descended on Millhaven. All one hundred and ten households were slaughtered. Not a single soul survived.
Standing before that mountain of corpses, I collapsed under the weight of my grief. I lost the baby.