Lahat ng Kabanata ng Seducing The Mafia Tycoon: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

“Let’s break up.” Noelle couldn’t believe the words she was hearing. No, she couldn’t bring herself to understand why her boyfriend of 3 long years, suddenly wanted to break up with her on the night of their anniversary, while they sat in a fancy restaurant, the food in front of them still untouched. “What?” She croaked out, feeling like someone had just sucker punched her. “I said let's break up, Noelle.” Jason, her boyfriend, replied, his expression bland, as if he were stating a fact. “I’ve found someone better and we’re going to get married so I want to end 'this', tonight.” “Someone better?” Noelle repeated, feeling her heart clench painfully, yet a part of her was screaming for her to stand up and slap the bastard across the face. Had he just referred to their three years long relationship filled with sacrifices from her side, as 'This'? “I don’t understand what you're saying, Jay." Jason leaned back with a sigh. He hesitated for a few seconds. “She’s richer,” He finally s

Knock, Knock. Khalid Greco opened the door of the Hotel, Zeus’s top room and slid in. He only taken one step forward when a gun was pointed in his direction. “Sir!” He quickly called out, raising his hand and identifying himself. “It’s me, just me!” Without even a glance in his direction, the gun was lowered, but Wally didn’t speak a word, not at first. He just continued staring at the note in his hand, reading it. [Last night was a great one. Too bad it’s only a one night time, but anyways, thanks for making my shitty day a little better. Here’s a tip.] ~Noelle. On the table where the note had been found, was a 100 dollar bill. Wally felt his eyes twitch at the sight. That woman, did she… “Sir?” Came Khalid’s voice, who wondered what had happened, for his usually calm and collected boss to be standing in the middle of the room, looking like he’d been sucker punched. It was a sight to see- coming here to pick his boss up after receiving orders, only to end up seeing him like th

Morning rolled around faster than Noelle would admit, but as the sun crept through the curtains, and casted its light onto her face, Noelle knew she could no longer run away from reality. With a heavy sigh, she sat up, stretched and made her way to the bathroom. After a quick shower, she slipped into her most expensive and figure flattering dress, and made sure to apply the best makeup she had. As she applied the finishing touches, Elena came out of her room. “Looking good, Noel,” She commented, looking her over with an approving smile. “Ready to make Milan’s richest tycoon fall at your feet?” “More or less,” Noelle muttered, applying the last bit of lipstick. “But, I still don’t think it’s going to be as easy as you make it out to be.” “Oh come on, have a little faith.” Elena nudged her. “Besides, it’s not like you have a choice, you’re already committed and even if you do fail, it’s not going to take anything out of you, but if you succeed, Jason and his bitch are in for a

The apology that had been on the tip of Noelle’s tongue immediately died off and she felt anger rise within her as she stared at the couple in front of her. Of all the people in the world, she had to bump into her cheating ex and his newest fling. And not only had she spilled her coffee on the blonde, but the bitch had the audacity to look pissed about it. “You idiot!” The girl shrieked, voice loud and squeaky like the bratty freeloader she was. “Do you know how much this dress cost? It’s an original Chanel!” Her outburst had caused a few people to look in their direction, curiously watching and some even pulled out their phones to record. Noelle could feel her eye twitching in irritation at this. Was the bitch for real? She opened her mouth to speak, but before words could even come out, Ivette had flung herself into Jason’s arms, shamelessly clinging onto him while putting on a show. “Baby bear, this rude thing spilled her hot coffee on me and she doesn’t even want to a

For the second time in a span of a few hours, Noelle found herself questioning the choices she had made in life.As she walked into the bathroom to take a call from the hospital, hoping it would at least be the good news needed to brighten up her day, her mind was plagued by the proposition she had received.It seemed like a golden opportunity, yet something about it seemed…off.Whatever that was, Noelle wasn’t given the chance to thinking through, as the voice of her mother’s doctor, came over the line.“Hello, Mrs. Hart?”“Yes, doctor Melvin. How is my mother?”There was a brief pause, one that caused her heart to skip a beat, and before the doctor spoke again, a million scenarios flashed through her mind.“Well, we’re pleased to inform you, that she is making progress.”At those words, Noelle released a sigh of relief.“Thank goodness.”“But we have a problem. Although she has shown progress, your mother is in dire need of the surgery. And as we’ve discussed in our past c