Ad Astra Per Aspera

Chapter 22

"You were wrong. There is something more dangerous in this world than a humiliated man. A nasty woman."

Astralea POV

It was so easy to fool them all. The men in my world think they are the best, the smartest, that no one can beat them, especially a woman. And that was their downfall.

My memories returned to me a few months after they erased them, when I hit that fucking tree while skiing. When I was unconscious, I remembered it all. I didn't say a word though. I was betrayed, by my own family, by the syndicate, and I wanted revenge.

That little serum that guys injected in me didn't bring my memories back, more like they refreshed them, gave more details, small things I forgot. I hated it. I hated having dreams about the past.

When Arcane told me he wanted me to remember my past, I was surprised. I thought he would want me to stay in oblivion. I even distracted him with my jokes to keep him off guard, to keep him away from seeing the truth on my face.

My family betrayed me. I loved Matteo with all my 18 years old heart and they killed him and tried to make me forget, make me their pet, have an arranged marriage later. They didn't care about me. My own family abandoned me.

And the worst part, when I remembered, the first thing I tried doing was looking for him, and I found him. He wasn't single, he was dating some rich girl. I had hoped that it would be for the show, but it wasn't. He didn't even look for me. He found out that my memories were erased and he let go of me.

Because he never cared about me, he cared about what I know. He was fucking using me for the information on my family, because I would see a spy from a mile away, because with time, my foolish heart, would tell him all my secrets. He was playing with me.

He knew who I was even before I got kidnapped. Blaze and Arcane found out the truth and told him, and he used it to his advantage. Made me love him, saved me when I was kidnapped, a thing that he orchestrated, to make me trust him more.

When I found out, that made me furious. So I came up with a plan, with my revenge.

Not just on him, but on everyone, on the whole fucking criminal world.

Because in the end, they all are the same.

The first thing I needed to do was learn how to fight, truly fight. Become that Assassin I dreamt about being. I had to be the best at that, so I trained, and trained and trained. I spent every free minute doing that, and learning all the ways I can succeed.

In my room, I read the books, the history, connections, torture . When I felt like I knew enough, I began the second part.

No one gets more connections than an assassin. I started off small and then grew and grew. Even got three other girls to join me, obviously they didn't know my actual reasons.

After four years, I became famous. Everyone knew me, everyone wanted to hire me. I could ask for anything I wanted. And spread any information I wanted to. After all, rumor is the strongest weapon one might have.

I knew my father was planning an arranged marriage for me, so I had to be smart over it. I made sure that Italians are on his radar for that. Enzo, Maurizio and Domenico were the best options.

I admit that being with Enzo was not part of my plan, what can I say, that man is charming. But I had a goal, and nothing would move me from it.

I caught feelings for the fucker, unfortunately. When he told me that he wants to change the mafia, I thought maybe it will work in the end, and I was right.