Semua Bab Mafia Kings Series #1: Nostra Vita: Bab 41 - Bab 48

When I opened my eyes, I was lying on a soft bed. I bolted upright and stepped out of the room to look for Leo. I found him in the living room, talking on the phone. "Yes, Vince. I have to take care of my wife since we’re pregnant, so maybe Khiro and Sky can manage things for now. But if the client insists on speaking with me, give me his phone number. I’ll talk to him—but do everything you cannot to disturb me unless necessary." I didn’t show myself just yet. I waited for their conversation to finish. "Yes, thank you so much. And don’t worry—you’re one of the baby’s godfathers." He laughed before saying goodbye. "Hi," I greeted once he noticed me. He came over immediately. "My Tesorina. Are you hungry? Want me to cook something?" I smiled. I really love him. I walked closer to him. "You don’t have to cook. My food’s standing right in front of me." With that, my fingers slowly traveled downward, brushing against the growing hardness beneath his pants. Leo’s breath

I thought we were just attending a corporate event. That was all I expected. I never imagined this. I always believed Leo would propose after I gave birth—that’s how I pictured it in my head. “I love you so much, Trinity,” he whispered as he pulled me into a tight embrace. I returned it with the same intensity, melting into his arms. This is it. We’re finally getting our own version of happily ever after.…As we entered the hotel, the party was already in full swing. People were dancing, laughing, and living in the moment. Leo and I joined in for a slow dance. I gently rested my head on his shoulder, his arms wrapping securely around my waist like he never wanted to let go.“You’ve spoiled me with so many surprises today, Leo,” I murmured against him. “Now it’s my turn. After the party, I have something to tell you.” There was anticipation bubbling inside me, a secret waiting to be set free. “I’ve never really been excited about surprises until now,” I added softly. “Maybe b

The moment Leo pulled me into his arms, blood-stained and breathless, I felt a sliver of peace. For the first time in what felt like forever, I thought I was safe. The gold-masked man was cuffed and unconscious. The basement faded behind us like a bad dream.But that illusion shattered the moment we stepped out into the open.The night exploded.A hail of bullets pierced the air from nowhere—windows shattered, tires blew, and Leo immediately shielded me with his body. “Get down!” he shouted, dragging me behind an overturned car.I couldn’t see where the shots were coming from at first. But then I heard her voice. Cold. Mocking. Familiar. Nicole.She stepped out from a black SUV like she owned the damn warzone. Dressed in all black, hair slicked back, sunglasses at night like she was untouchable. Behind her, a fleet of armed men emerged—fully geared, tactically aligned. An army. Her army.She smirked, holding a pistol. “You didn’t think I’d just let you walk away with him, did you?”

Five yearsIt still feels surreal to say it out loud.If you told the woman I used to be that I’d be here—running a chain of Clothing Line across Philippines, speaking at global business summits, dressing in custom-designed power suits, flying first class from country to country—she would’ve laughed in disbelief. Now, I live in glass towers, I walk across marble floors in five-inch heels, I sign contracts worth millions. People address me as “Ma'am Ty,” their eyes filled with admiration and fear. I built a fortress of success so high, even my memories couldn’t climb it. Or at least, that’s what I wanted to believe.Because the truth is, no matter how high I’ve risen… my shadows always find me.Today was one of those days—endless meetings, back-to-back presentations, and a last-minute video call with the Singapore investors who wanted to renegotiate our stake agreement. I nailed it all, of course. I always do. There’s a certain power in knowing no one expects you to fail. You become u