All Chapters of Mafia Kings Series #1: Nostra Vita: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

We finally left his penthouse at 7:00 AM. We spent way too long in the shower. Before he even started the engine, Leo made sure both our seatbelts were buckled securely.“Are you sure you’re okay to drive? You must be tired. I can take over—”He cut me off without missing a beat.“As your boyfriend, I should be the one driving. Just relax. I’ll wake you up when we get to Pangasinan. If you get hungry, tell me. We’ll stop for a drive-thru. I love you, My Tesorina.”Leo loved spoiling me. He treated me like I was fragile—something he needed to shield and care for. Back at the penthouse, he wouldn’t even let me carry a plate. And while I appreciated it, that wasn’t really my thing. I believed in splitting responsibilities. I didn’t want him doing everything by himself.I slipped on my headphones and played *Forever Right Now* by Conor Matthews. I took the left earbud, gave him the right. Rested my head on his shoulder while he drove, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on my thigh l

Leo never gave up easily—and by now, I should’ve known that. “Trinity, I don’t like him for you,” my dad said firmly, his gaze fixed on Leo, who stood tall and composed in front of him. There was no fear in his posture—only quiet determination. “I know I can’t control how you feel,” Dad continued, “but if he really wants to be with you, he has to prove himself first.” I squeezed Leo’s hand tightly, silently telling him he wasn’t going through this alone. I saw him take a deep breath before facing my dad with steady eyes, filled with resolve. “Sir, I understand your concerns. I have no intention of breaking your trust. I just want to prove that I’m worthy of your daughter.” Dad raised a brow, then glanced at Mom, who was clearly amused by the exchange. “If your boss really wants you, he needs to prove it.” Leo’s grip tightened around mine. I saw a flicker of hope in his expression. “Tomorrow morning, I want to see you here—early, neat, and ready to do whatever I ask of you.” My

The night felt endless.It was nearing midnight, and Trinity was still nowhere to be found. The worry in Tita Rosset’s eyes mirrored the fear clawing at my chest. Tito Harold tried to appear composed, but the way his fingers tapped anxiously on the wooden armrest gave him away. There was no word from her. No calls, no texts. It was like she had vanished into thin air.“Tita, Tito…” I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to keep my voice steady. “I’ve asked around the whole town, but no one saw her. I called everyone she might’ve been with, but nothing. Even her phone—it’s off. I… I’ve already deployed my men. Every town, every barangay in Pangasinan. We won’t stop until we find her.”Tita Rosset clutched her rosary tighter, whispering frantic prayers under her breath. “Dear God, please… don’t let anything bad happen to my daughter…”Minutes dragged like hours.And then—The dogs started barking.I turned toward the door, heart racing. Footsteps. And then—there she was.“Trinity!” T

Sitting beside Joshua, I could feel the tension pressing down on my shoulders. The round table, draped in luxurious black fabric, felt smaller than it should have. Leo was right there—across from me, beside Nicole. The air was thick, suffocating. Only Joshua and Leo spoke, their voices the only sound breaking the unbearable silence.“Just going to the restroom,” I whispered to Joshua, carefully placing my napkin on the table before slipping away.Inside the restroom, I locked myself in a stall, gripping the cool walls for support. My stomach twisted violently, rejecting the crab macaroni I’d just eaten. I barely made it in time before I vomited. My hands trembled as I flushed and rinsed my mouth over and over again, desperate to erase the bitter taste.When I finally stepped out, dabbing my lips with a tissue, I wasn’t paying attention. I walked straight into someone.“Sorry—” My breath hitched when I looked up.Leo.“It’s fine,” he said, voice calm but distant.I couldn’t speak. My l

My hands were shaking as I gripped the blanket tightly. Why? Why did it have to be her? “Like I said, my son will always be a selfish man. You can’t change him. I am—” I cut him off. “I-I’ll break up with him. But I won’t get rid of the baby.” Ybarra Salvatore Vasquez gave a small nod and took a sip from his wine glass. “Fine. As long as you come up with a believable story. Say you cheated.” I nodded, even though it felt like I was slowly falling apart inside. “Good. Then we have a deal, hija. And I hope you don’t go back on your word. I can’t stand people who break promises.” He tried handing me a thick envelope of cash. I slapped his hand away. “I don’t need your money, Mr. Ybarra.” He shrugged. “Then you’re free to go. Nice meeting my son’s—ex-girlfriend.” He let out a low laugh and opened the door. I walked out without looking back. The moment I stepped outside, I ran. I felt like I was going to lose my mind. I needed air. I stopped at the garden, gasping, my heart poun