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Byline of My Heart

Byline of My Heart

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Dark Romance

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Mafia

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Hate to Love

Weak to Strong

Isla Carter is a fearless journalist known for exposing truths powerful men would rather keep buried. Sebastian Romano is one of those men—an untouchable mafia boss whose influence hides behind wealth, silence, and control. When Isla’s investigation pulls her dangerously close to Sebastian’s world, their connection becomes unavoidable. What begins as watchful distance turns into charged conversations, careful restraint, and a growing tension neither of them planned. Isla knows better than to trust a man like him—especially when the truth about him is exactly what could destroy him. When she finally publishes the story that exposes Sebastian, it should have ended everything. Instead, it changes them. As danger closes in and lines blur between duty and desire, Sebastian is forced to choose between power and honesty, while Isla must face the cost of loving a man she once meant to bring down. Set against a world of secrets, control, and quiet confessions, Byline of My Heart is a slow-burn romance about choosing truth—even when it risks the heart—and discovering that the most dangerous love is the one that refuses to cage you.

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Prologue

Ang unang beses na nakita ko si Sebastian Romano, hindi ko alam kung headline na ba iyon o simula ng pagkawasak ko. Jackpot ba na natagpuan ko sya dahil isa itong malaki at maingay na balitang isisiwalat ko. Ngunit buhay ko ang nakataya rito.

Nasa loob ako ng lumang bar sa dulo ng Pier 9. Isang lugar na amoy alak, usok, at mga sikreto na hindi kailanman isusulat sa dyaryo. Hindi dapat ako nandoon. Pero iyon ang problema sa trabaho ko bilang isang journalist reporter, lagi akong napupunta sa mga lugar na bawal, delikado, at puno ng kasinungalingan.

Kabado man, natatakot, kailangan kong maging matapang because this is the field and nature of work I chose. Ito yung pinag-aralan ko ng ilang taon and this is my dream. My passion. Ang magbalita, magpalaganap ng katotohanan.

“Isla Carter,” bulong ko sa sarili ko, mahigpit na hawak ang maliit kong notebook. Isang tanong lang. Isang quote lang. Tapos lumabas ka na.

Pero hindi iyon ang nangyari.

Tahimik ang bar, parang huminto ang oras, nang pumasok siya. Hindi siya sumigaw. Hindi rin siya nag-utos. Pero ramdam ko—lahat ng mata ay sa kanya napunta. Matangkad, naka-itim na suit na parang hinabi para sa katawan niya, at may presensyang kayang patahimikin ang isang buong silid.

Sebastian Romano.

Ang lalaking pangalan pa lang ay sapat na para matakot ang buong lungsod. Crime boss. Shadow ruler. Isang pangalan na paulit-ulit kong nakikita sa mga anonymous tips, police whispers, at mga kaso na biglang nawawala.

At ngayon, nasa iisang kwarto kami.

Nagtagpo ang mga mata namin, sandali lang, pero sapat para mawalan ako ng hininga. Hindi malamig ang tingin niya. Hindi rin galit. Para bang… sinusukat niya ako. Tinitimbang kung worth it ba akong pansinin, o kung isa lang akong pagkakamaling madaling burahin.

Lumapit siya. Isa. Dalawang hakbang. Tumigil sa harap ko.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” malamig niyang sabi. Mababa ang boses niya, kalmado pero may babalang nakatago sa bawat salita.

Pinilit kong huwag manginig. “I’m a journalist,” sagot ko. “I go where the truth is.”

Umangat ang isang sulok ng labi niya, parang ngiti—pero walang init. “The truth,” ulit niya. “Is a dangerous thing to chase, cara. I suggest to be more careful, specially around me. Around the Romanos."

I just smiled and nods at him.

Doon ko unang naramdaman ang kakaibang kabog sa dibdib ko. Hindi dahil sa takot lang pkundi dahil may bahagi sa akin na gustong manatili. Gustong intindihin ang lalaking ito na puno ng dilim at kapangyarihan.

Hindi ko pa alam noon na ang bawat salitang isusulat ko, bawat hakbang na gagawin ko, ay papalapit sa kanya. I am not sure about what I am doing or kung ano itong pinasok ko.

Hindi ko pa alam na ang lalaking dapat kong ilantad ay siya ring lalaking magnanakaw ng puso ko. At sa mundong pinaghaharian ng kasinungalingan at dugo, iisa lang ang tanong:

Kapag dumating ang araw na kailangan kong pumili—pipiliin ko ba ang byline… o ang puso ko?

—Isla Carter

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Prologue
Ang unang beses na nakita ko si Sebastian Romano, hindi ko alam kung headline na ba iyon o simula ng pagkawasak ko. Jackpot ba na natagpuan ko sya dahil isa itong malaki at maingay na balitang isisiwalat ko. Ngunit buhay ko ang nakataya rito.Nasa loob ako ng lumang bar sa dulo ng Pier 9. Isang lugar na amoy alak, usok, at mga sikreto na hindi kailanman isusulat sa dyaryo. Hindi dapat ako nandoon. Pero iyon ang problema sa trabaho ko bilang isang journalist reporter, lagi akong napupunta sa mga lugar na bawal, delikado, at puno ng kasinungalingan.Kabado man, natatakot, kailangan kong maging matapang because this is the field and nature of work I chose. Ito yung pinag-aralan ko ng ilang taon and this is my dream. My passion. Ang magbalita, magpalaganap ng katotohanan.“Isla Carter,” bulong ko sa sarili ko, mahigpit na hawak ang maliit kong notebook. Isang tanong lang. Isang quote lang. Tapos lumabas ka na.Pero hindi iyon ang nangyari.Tahimik ang bar, parang huminto ang oras, nang pu
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Chapter 1: The Story I Was Never Supposed To Write
Isla’s POVThe city never really sleeps, nagpapanggap lang.Kahit alas-dos na ng umaga, buhay pa rin ang Maynila. Mga ilaw ng gusali, tunog ng busina, at mga aninong gumagalaw sa gilid ng kalsada. Lahat may kanya-kanyang sikreto. At ngayong gabi, isa na naman ang susubukan kong ungkatin.Nasa newsroom ako, mag-isa, nakaupo sa harap ng laptop na puno ng bukas na tabs at kalahating tapos na article. Lumamig na ang kape ko, pero hindi ko pa rin iniinom. Mas busy ang utak ko kaysa sa kamay ko.ROMANO EMPIRE.Tatlong salita sa isang anonymous email.Walang detalye.Walang pangalan.Walang ebidensya.Pero sapat para mangati ang instincts ko bilang reporter.“Kung prank lang ’to,” bulong ko, “you wasted your time.”Pero alam kong hindi.Masyadong malinis ang tip. Masyadong eksakto ang lugar. At masyadong madalas ko nang naririnig ang apelyidong Romano sa mga kwentong hindi kailanman umabot sa print.Tinapik ko ang recorder sa bag ko, siniguradong may laman ang notebook ko. One quick look, sa
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Chapter 2: The Dangerous Habit of Conversation
Sebastian’s POVI noticed her the moment she walked in.Not because she was loud, she wasn’t.Not because she tried too hard, she didn’t.That was the problem.Pier 9 is not a place for tourists, especially not at two in the morning. Everyone who steps into that bar knows exactly why they’re there. Money. Fear. Business. Silence.She carried none of those.She walked in like she was pretending to belong, and people like me live by spotting pretenders.Slim frame. Neutral clothes. Eyes that kept moving and not nervously, but intelligently. She chose a seat with a clear view of the room, back straight, posture alert. Observing.Calculating.Reporter.I didn’t need confirmation. I could smell it on her, curiosity wrapped in courage, the kind that gets people killed.“Boss,” Matteo murmured behind me, low enough that no one else could hear. “May babae. Hindi regular.”“I know,” I replied, already taking off my coat.The bar adjusted to my presence like it always did. Conversations died.
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Chapter 3: The Weight of His Name
Isla’s POVHindi ako agad umuwi. Naglakad lang ako palabas ng Pier 9, hinayaan ang malamig na hangin ng dagat na hampasin ang mukha ko, parang gusto nitong burahin ang bigat sa dibdib ko. Pero kahit ilang hakbang pa ang gawin ko, isang pangalan lang ang paulit-ulit sa isip ko.Sebastian Romano.I should’ve been scared.I was scared.Pero mas nangingibabaw ang curiosity ko. Ang nakakainis, mapanganib na urge na magtanong pa, maghukay pa, magsulat pa.“Stupid,” bulong ko sa sarili ko habang pinapara ang taxi. “That was so stupid, Isla.”Sumakay ako at isinara ang pinto. Doon ko lang napansin na nanginginig ang kamay ko. Hindi dahil sa lamig. Hindi rin dahil sa beer na halos hindi ko naman ininom. Kundi dahil sa paraan ng tingin niya at parang kaya niyang basahin ang buong pagkatao ko sa isang tingin lang.Sa apartment ko, agad kong binuksan ang ilaw. Maliit lang ang apartment ko. Isang kama, isang desk, isang bookshelf na puno ng lumang dyaryo at notebooks. Safe.Tahimik.Normal.Walan
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Chapter 4: Lines I Don't Cross-Until Her
Sebastian’s POVI don’t think about women after they leave a room. That’s a rule. One of the many that keeps me alive.Attachment clouds judgment, and judgment is everything in my world.Yet the next morning before my first meeting, before my first cup of coffee, Isla Carter was already on my screen.Not by accident.“Boss,” Matteo said, placing the tablet on my desk. “Ito na yung daily reports.”I skimmed through shipments, accounts, and territory movements. Everything was running smoothly.Predictable.Controlled.Then I swiped.Security stills. Time stamps. Locations.Isla leaving Pier 9.Isla enters her apartment building.Isla bought coffee the next morning.“She left Pier 9 alone,” Matteo said. “Walang kasama. Sinunod ang utos mo.”Good.I stood and walked toward the windows, the city stretched below me like a chessboard. People moved thinking they were free. They never were.“Her routine?” I asked.“Same pa rin,” Matteo replied. “Office sa umaga. Coffee shop sa kanto. Uwi befo
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Chapter 5: Collision Course
I didn’t plan to see her that night. That’s the lie I tell myself. In reality, I already knew her schedule. I knew where she bought her coffee, which streets she avoided, how long she stayed late at the office when she was chasing something.Isla Carter had become a pattern, one I checked more often than I should have.Matteo warned me once.“Boss,” he said earlier that day, “baka masyado na tayong… visible.”“I know exactly what I’m doing,” I replied.That was true.What I didn’t admit was why.It was close to ten when I saw her.I was exiting a private meeting in a quiet part of the city, one of those streets that looked harmless during the day and unforgiving at night. I was halfway to my car when I noticed her across the street, standing under a flickering streetlight.Alone.She was holding her phone, brows furrowed, clearly annoyed.Of course.Her car was parked a few meters away. Flat tire.I should’ve kept walking.Instead, my feet stopped. I watched her for a moment. How she
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Chapter 6: Damage Control
I don’t lose sleep.That’s another rule. Sleep is for men who don’t carry lists of names in their heads, people who crossed me, people I buried, people I spared for reasons I don’t explain.But that night, after dropping Isla off, sleep stayed far away.I stood by the window of my penthouse, city lights blinking like signals I’d learned to read years ago. Somewhere down there, Isla Carter was probably replaying our conversation, dissecting every word the way journalists do.She would write again.I exhaled slowly and reached for my phone.“Matteo,” I said the moment he answered.“Boss?” antok pa ang boses. “May problema ba?”“Yes,” I replied. “And no. Get up.”A pause. Then a sigh. “Sige na nga. Ano’ng kailangan?”“Double her coverage.”“Ayos,” he said immediately. “Pero boss…di ba sabi mo low-profile lang?”“It still is,” I said. “She doesn’t know.”“Eh ikaw?” Matteo asked. “Mukhang alam mo na lahat.”I ignored that.“Two men,” I continued. “Unmarked. No contact. No tails she can fee
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Chapter 7: The First Crack
I don’t make mistakes.I make calculated decisions, moves that look reckless only to people who don’t see the whole board. Every order I give, every life I spare or noting I end, follows a logic that has kept me alive longer than most men in my line of work.So when Matteo walked into my office that night with that look on his face, I already knew.This wasn’t a calculation.It was a crack.“Boss,” he said, tone careful, “may problema.”I didn’t look up from the documents on my desk. “If you’re here, it means you already tried to fix it.”“Sinubukan ko,” he admitted. “Pero… I think we crossed a line.”That got my attention.I raised my head slowly. “Explain.”Matteo swallowed. “Yung lalaki sa newsroom. Yung source niya.”My grip tightened on the pen. “What about him?”“Pinag-withdraw natin,” he said. “Tinakot. Hindi naman namin sinaktan, pero malinaw yung message na gusto nating iparating.”I stood up.I didn’t remember giving that order.“Who approved that?” I asked.“You did,” Matte
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Chapter 8: An Invitation with Teeth
Isla’s POVAlam kong hina-hunting na ako ni Sebastian after I received an invitation.Hindi text.Hindi tawag.Isang sobre, maayos ang tiklop, iniwan sa front desk ng apartment ko at walang pangalan ng sender. Pero kilala ko na ang istilo.Dinner. 8:00 PM.La Torre. Private room.—SI scoffed, mababa at walang saya.So this is how you negotiate, Sebastian Romano?All day, pinilit kong magtrabaho pero paulit-ulit bumabalik sa isip ko ang imbitasyon.Hindi ito date.Hindi rin ito threat dahil hindi direkta. Isa itong pause. Isang attempt na pigilan ako bago ko tuluyang banggitin ang pangalan niya sa papel.Makipagsundo.Makipag-usap.By seven-thirty, nakaayos na ako. Simple lang. Black dress, buhok na nakapusod. Hindi para magpa-impress kundi para ipaalala sa sarili ko na hindi ako natitinag ng yaman o kapangyarihan.La Torre was exactly what I expected, quiet luxury, mga ilaw na hindi sumisigaw, mga taong sanay na sa lihim. Dinala ako ng waiter sa isang private room.Nandoon na siya.
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Chapter 9: The Name Before The Fire
May mga sandali sa buhay na parang humihinto ang oras, hindi dahil tahimik ang mundo, kundi dahil ikaw ang natigil.Gano’n ang pakiramdam ko habang nakatitig sa cursor sa screen ko, kumikislap na parang may sariling pulso. Isang linya na lang ang kulang. Isang pangalan. Isang salita na kayang gumiba ng imperyo at pumatay ng katahimikan na matagal nang binabayaran ng dugo.Sebastian Romano.Nakasulat na ang lahat. Maayos. Malinis. Walang emosyon, kahit na ang dibdib ko ay parang sasabog. Sinigurado kong bawat claim ay may dokumento. Bawat koneksyon ay may trail. Bawat hinala ay may patunay.This wasn’t gossip.This wasn’t a hit piece.Ito ang klase ng istoryang binabasa ng mga tao nang tahimik at pagkatapos ay hindi na sila natutulog nang mahimbing.Huminga ako nang malalim, tinanggal ang buhok sa mukha ko.Sa labas ng bintana, gumagalaw ang lungsod na parang walang pakialam. Parang walang nakaambang gulo.Kung alam lang nila.My phone buzzed.Hindi ko kailangang tingnan para malaman
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