Greyport still whispers her name — Rosa Moretti, the thirteen-year-old who killed without flinching, then vanished behind a decade of charity galas and lace gloves. Everyone assumed the Reaper was gone. Her fiancé assumed it. His "foster sister" assumed it. The families plotting her father's murder assumed it. They should have checked her closet. The black tactical gear was still folded. The gun still oiled. And Rosa Moretti was finally done pretending.
Up to EP 33The Mafia Queen’s Hellraiser HusbandAll
Up to EP 25Mr. Snow Leopard, Take Good Care of MeAll
Up to EP 25I Heard His Silent Son and Married the Wrong BillionaireAll
Up to EP 25I Pawned My Love, Then My Pack Begged Me BackAll
Up to EP 25He Called Me Fat Before I Became His ObsessionAll
Up to EP 38When His Number Hit Zero, I Picked His RoommateAll
Up to EP 29Faked My Death, Ran With the Don's BabyAll
Up to EP 25Too Late！The Real Mafia Queen Is Gone : Season 2All
Up to EP 25My Crush Told Me to Flirt with His Hockey RivalAll
Up to EP 27The Fake Diagnosis: The Night I Died to My FamilyAll
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