Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia Devil's Princess: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

I rushed to the prison hall with a firm hand. As Davide’s face emerged from behind the corners, my palms approached his thick face with a snap that quaked the entire building.The police officers stared at us in awe, letting out an ‘ooh’ as I slapped him. Davide did not retaliate, though, and merely accepted his punishment. He knew what he had done was unforgivable, and no act of punishment would absolve him of his crimes.“Kierra!” Alessio pulled me back and shook his head. But I pulled away from Alessio, my chest brimming with resentment. “If only you saw what you have done!”Davide replied with a raised voice, “I have!”“Do you know how many corpses we found in that stupid place?” I grabbed his collar.Davide lowered his head, not wanting to meet my gaze because he knew he’d find the eyes of his victims in them, staring back at him hauntingly.“What the fuck are you doing with my brother—“Susan came out of nowhere and rushed towards us at an uncontrollable pace. Meanwhile, I kept

The next day, after a second Hail sibling was apprehended and the senate crumbled with some of their members jailed for the horrible, large-scale cult incident, Eboncorp's entrance was stormed by media journalists and paparazzi who were storming in there to catch a statement from Damian. He was the last Hail.“A tarnished name leads to smaller investors. It will only take a short time before Eboncorp goes bankrupt.”"Let’s raise a toast,” Alessio said, raising his glass into the air. Several Noir members and the police raised their cups as well. Tonight was a successful night. A night that both the police and gang members will remember.“For victory! And, of course, for Kierra.” I smiled and raised my toast. Everyone clinked glasses, and the night was filled with dancing and singing. For the first time, even though the Noir and police were at each other’s throats— they were now joking and having fun with billiards, with drinks, and even with basketball outside the yard of the manor.

What happened in the mall was a traumatic experience for Tobias. A man has been shot in front of him, and he didn’t know how to react.The boy was silent throughout the entire afternoon. Sebastian was left in the bookstore to cooperate with Alexandrei about what had happened.Meanwhile, I did my best to distract the boy from what happened. Tobias has seen far too much. We just finished with Davide’s issue, and we haven’t had a breather, and now this happens?I took him to an ice cream shop and let him choose what he wanted. While he was eating his ice cream, I couldn’t help but notice he was trembling. He wasn’t speaking much anymore, either.“Tobi?”The boy snapped from his thoughts and looked at me with an apologetic smile. “Do you want to skip school tomorrow? I understand what happened can be scary to you.” I brushed the boy’s hair and smiled. “You can take a rest if you want to.”“N-No…” Tobi said in a stutter. “I-I’m okay, Madam Kierra.”I frowned at him. He wasn’t okay.“What

Kaspian Valmount indeed lived up to his name to be unfindable. No matter where we search his name came up to nothing. Sebastian also seemed to be moving behind my back after hearing the man’s name. There must be something about this Kaspian that unnerved him. But I’ll bet my cents that Sebastian knows him.When he moves behind my back like this, there’s usually a meaning behind it. It means he doesn’t want me to be involved in something so dangerous. And by dangerous, I mean dangerous.I was helping Tobias with some of his homework while I was waiting for Sebastian’s call. He usually calls me when he’s about to come home from work, but there hasn’t been any and it’s nine in the evening.Worried, I excused myself from Tobi and asked the maids to tuck him back into bed while I dialed Sebastian’s number again.I paced around the hallways as the call went into voicemail. “Sebastian… where are you?”“Madam Kierra?”One of the maids approached me with a worried look. “Are you going to w

I finally gave in to Kaspian’s invitation.He led me deeper into the Vipers’ den, threading through the grime-riddled slums of Belmont like a serpent returning to its nest. As we walked, the air grew colder, thicker. Windows slammed shut. Shutters creaked as they sealed. Children disappeared behind doors. No one dared look him in the eye.Kaspian Valmount wasn’t just feared—he was myth, ghost, plague. A warning etched into the bones of this city.Behind me, the sound of heavy boots followed. Several Viper thugs trailed close, guns holstered but hands twitching. They kept their eyes on me as if I might pull out a grenade and blow their hideout sky-high. But beneath their bravado, I could feel the hesitation. I wasn’t just any visitor.I was his guest.And apparently, that meant something.I kept my mouth shut and my eyes open. I mapped every step like a soldier behind enemy lines. The cracked lamp posts. The half-lit signage. A rusting, arched pipe that curved over a drainage tunnel. I