Reborn, I Refused the Mafia Husband Who Buried Me Alive

Adrian DeLuca was supposed to marry my sister, but he chose me instead. I gave him thirty years, followed him into exile, and bore him eight children. When we finally returned to Chicago, I discovered the truth: my children called my sister Mom, Adrian had married her, and I had only ever been useful for giving the DeLucas heirs. After my sister died, Adrian buried me alive beside her. Then I woke up at nineteen, the day before his proposal. This time, I refuse him.

But he was reborn too.