All Chapters of Mafia Secret Heiress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Jace Dela Vega courted her for two years, and during all that time, he never once disappeared or changed. She was only eighteen when they met. Jace had been invited as a guest at her debut. She could still remember his gift—cash. She laughed so hard back then. Jace had said, “I didn’t know what you’d like, so I’ll let you buy what you want.”But behind those smiles was a darkness she tried so hard to hide.She lived alone, separated from her parents’ house.Instead of living like a normal teenager—going out, making friends, and having fun—her daily routine revolved around studying different fighting skills. Since she was seven years old, her father had been training her in basic self-defense, martial arts, and other disciplines. It wasn’t a hobby—it was her life. She was like a soldier trapped within the walls of her own home.She was homeschooled. No playmates, no friends, no world outside the four corners of her house.When she entered college, she took up Business Management—not be

She woke up in someone else's bed, instincts sharp, pulse steady. The man beside me breathed slow and deepNapansin niya ang kislap ng bakal sa mesa. Baril. Hindi ordinaryo. Modified.She should’ve been terrified.Instead, she was electrified. Every warning screamed in her mind, but her body remembered the heat, the control, the power.He was danger wrapped in human form.Realization hit her.She had given myself to him.The irony twisted like a knife in my chest.I’d spent years mastering control, building walls, reading threats before they moved—and yet one night, one reckless moment, I handed my power to a stranger.To himShe couldn’t walk properly. Every step felt heavy, like her body refused to move forward.Maybe it wasn’t just the pain — maybe it was the weight of realization pressing down on her.Pinulot niya kanyang mga damit na nasa sofa, nakatupi iyon. Each piece felt heavier than it should, each movement a reminder of a mistake she shouldn’t have made. Her hands were stea

Nagising si Kazmiyah sa malakas na katok sa pinto.Mabigat pa ang talukap ng mga mata niya, pero agad siyang bumangon. Tahimik ang paligid, maliban sa paulit-ulit na katok.Matigas, may halong banta. Gumapang sa dibdib niya ang malamig na pakiramdam na matagal na niyang hindi naramdaman. Hindi ito ordinaryong umaga.Pagbukas niya ng pinto, bumungad si Cyruz.Malinis pa rin ang suot nito, pero iba na ang presensya,malamig, matigas. Tila may pader sa pagitan nila. Ang mga matang dati’y puno ng tapang at init, ngayo’y parang nagyelo at sa lamig na iyon, may tumusok sa loob niya. May parte sa kanyang natatakot dito pero hindi niya iyon pinahalata.“Anong kailangan mo?” malamig niyang tanong, pilit pinapatatag ang boses. Galit pa rin siya. Pakiramdam niya, nakakulong ulit siya sa mundong hindi niya pinili.Anong alam niya tungkol sa buhay ko?Why did she even give herself to him? Anong mahikang meron sa lalaking ’to?Maybe she was too aggressive when she was drunk. Pero bakit kay Jace hind

“Magbihis ka. Pupunta tayo sa mall.”Kalmado ang boses ni Cyruz, pero walang puwang sa pagtutol. Habang inaabot niya ang paper bag na may laman ng mga damit, ramdam ni Kazmiyah ang bigat ng awtoridad sa bawat salita nito. Katatapos lang nilang mag-training, at kahit pagod pa siya, tumango na lang at pumasok sa silid para maligo at magbihis.Wala naman talaga siyang masuot. Madalas, mga damit ni Cyruz ang ginagamit niya—malalaking shirt, loose pants, minsan ilang piraso ng mga binili nito na pilit niyang tinatanggihan pero nauuwi rin sa pagsusuot. Hindi niya alam kung bakit patuloy itong bumibili para sa kanya. Siguro, iyon ang paraan nitong mag-alaga—hindi sa salita, kundi sa kontrol.Pagkatapos magbihis, agad silang umalis. Tahimik ang biyahe; tanging ugong ng makina at mahina ng ulan sa windshield ang maririnig. Sa rearview mirror, napansin niyang may mga itim na SUV na nakasunod. Mga tauhan ni Cyruz. sigurado siya. Pero may isang sasakyan sa dulo ng convoy na tila hindi kasabay. Ma

Kumikislap ang mga chandelier sa buong bulwagan ng 'KZ Hotel'. Isa sa pinakakilalang hotel ni X, masyadong magarbo, bawat sulok ay talagang nagpapakita ng karangyaan.Lahat ng sulok ng silid ay may bantay.Ang mga lalaking nakaitim na suit ay nakatayo doon.Makikita mo ang mga nakakabit na earpiece sa mga tenga nito, matitipuno ang katawan, halod lahat sa mga iyon may angking kagwapohan.Hindi lang iilan bagkus halos hindi na mabilang.The guests , business elites, politicians, and underground figures, mingled with champagne in hand, pretending this was just another charity gala.But everyone knew: tonight wasn't about charity.It was about bloodline."Ladies and gentlemen... tonight, We all gathered to welcomes a name long hidden in the shadows.The rightful heiress to an empire built in silence..." Pagsisimula ng host ng event.A hush fell over the room.All eyes turned toward the grand staircase.Slowly, she appeared.The Heiress. nakasuot ng silver silk na hapit sa katawan nito, sh