All Chapters of The Mafia Heir : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

I told my father that I would arrive in El Tricolor in three days. After that, I went back to the apartment I shared with Stella Ross. I started packing, and just as I zipped my suitcase shut, Stella walked in. She kicked off her high heels and glared at my bags. Her initial mockery instantly turned into impatience and rage."Wasn't the scene you caused at the office today enough? Leaving during work hours is one thing, but coming home and keeping up this performance?"I didn't lose my temper; I just looked straight at her. In her eyes, I was always the one creating problems."I left a message with your assistant before I left."She sneered. "Alan, you're out of your mind! Threatening to break up with me and dragging innocent Ethan into this! Why are you always so hostile toward him? Didn't you train him yourself? Slandering his relationship with me like this will ruin him!"Hostile? Ruin him? Looking at this woman twisting the truth, I found it absurd.Back then, I didn't want

Chapter 2

Staring at my blank, calm expression, Stella seemed to grow even angrier."So you've decided to keep playing this game? What scene are we on now? The heartbroken fiancé pretending everything is fine as he packs his bags?"I smiled, looking directly into her eyes, my voice steady."If that's what you want to believe, then sure, call it an act." Either way, in three days, I’d be on a plane back home.Stella froze. She bit her lip, then turned and slammed the front door shut with all her strength. "Whatever! If you're going to put on a show, you better commit to it!"She didn't come home that night. However, I saw a new post on Ethan's Instagram. Shown on his nightstand was Stella's luxury watch.The laughable part? I was the one who had bought her that anniversary gift.I turned off my phone. The next morning, I walked into our office.I had built this company with my own two hands, using zero connections from my family or my real surname. It was completely clean, and every sin

Chapter 3

I stared back at Stella, completely unmoved.Perhaps it was my cold indifference that stung her. Her eyes turned red, and her expression hardened into pure defiance."It's just money, right? Fine, I'll pay it. How much is it?""Five million."Stella froze at the amount, disbelief written all over her face. "Five million? You're going to make me shoulder that all by myself?"Ethan conveniently fluttered his eyes open, his voice weak."Alan! Isn't that way too much? If it weren't for Stella's talent and her artwork, you wouldn't have been able to start this company in the first place, let alone make a single dime. She's just a girl. How can you just stand by and make her pay off this debt alone?"Before he could even finish his sentence, he broke into a violent fit of coughing.Stella patted his back with concern, glaring at me through bloodshot eyes. "Ethan is right! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have made all that money. Now that the company is in trouble, you don't even w

Chapter 4

'How fascinating.' The corners of my lips curled up.Yet Ethan didn't know when to stop. Striding up to me like a victor, he got right in my face."Why don't you just stay in the storage room and watch how I take your woman and your company away from you, you loser?"The moment he heard high heels clicking around the corner, he grabbed my tie, shoved me hard, and took a step back with a deeply aggrieved look."This is what Stella wanted! How can you blame me?!""Alan, what do you think you're doing?!" Stella rushed into the room, instantly placing herself in front of Ethan to protect him. "Starting today, you have no right to point fingers at Ethan ever again!"She slammed a stack of documents onto the desk in front of me. "I've made my decision. I'm transferring fifteen percent of the company's shares to Ethan. He's going to be a shareholder now."As for you, sign this and hand over all your equity. Otherwise, I will revoke all copyright licenses for my artwork immediately! O

Chapter 5

I leaned back into my first-class seat.The moment the plane glided down the runway and lifted into the sky, an overwhelming sense of relief washed over me.Meanwhile, back at the office, an unexplainable restlessness settled over Stella. She stood by the window, watching contrails streak across the clear sky.She glanced down at her watch, her brow furrowing. As of right now, I hadn't even shown up to work.Ethan pushed the door open and stepped inside, wrapping his arms around her with tenderness."Congratulations, Stella. From now on, you'll never have to be held back by him again, let alone walk on eggshells around him!"He made a solemn promise. "Now that Alan has resigned, I will stay by your side and replace him in running the company. I'll make you a household name—a true top-tier artist!"Stella's face hardened as she shot back, "No way. Alan won't actually resign! He's just putting on a show! He's using leaving and quitting to threaten me, trying to make me soft and fo

Chapter 6

Stella's face drained of color, her usual arrogance vanishing in a heartbeat. Standing beside her, Sam was sweating profusely, looking timidly back and forth between the two of them."Ms. Ross, if all these orders get canceled and the sponsors pull their funding, our cash flow is going to dry up in less than a month! The company will go under!"The office fell into a dead silence.Stella's mind went blank, and she turned to Ethan in utter helplessness. "Ethan, what do we do?"Ethan, however, was as pale as a sheet, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He was even more panicked than she was, keeping his mouth tightly shut.Seeing that neither of them had an answer, Sam spoke up."Ms. Ross, I don't think it's a coincidence that the clients and sponsors are all pulling out at the same time. There has to be a reason behind it. Mr. King built and maintained every single one of those relationships. Maybe he can fix this."Why don't we contact Mr. King? Ask him to come back and figure s

Chapter 7

The plane landed smoothly on the runway of the King family’s private airfield.I stepped out of the cabin. Outside the hangar, a fleet of sleek black luxury cars was lined up in precise formation—the absolute highest level of welcome my family could offer.A man in a dark, tailored suit stepped forward and walked slowly toward me.He was the terrifying don who controlled the entire underworld of El Tricolor: my father."My son, welcome home."He patted my shoulder, a look of long-lost pride gleaming deep in his eyes. "From now on, the mafia and the King family are entirely in your hands."I nodded.The very next day, I met the woman my father had arranged for me to marry: Olivia Garcia, the only daughter of the North Usonia mafia's don.We scheduled our first meeting at a quiet cafe. The moment I walked in, I spotted Olivia sitting by the window.The afternoon sunlight outlined her delicate features, and resting in her lap was an out-of-print art book. The minimalist signature

Chapter 8

Ethan’s face went ghostly pale. He carefully gathered the bills from the floor, his tone timid."Stella, please don't lose your temper. Let's just focus on finding a way to pay off this debt first.""You're asking me?!" Stella screeched, her voice sharp enough to make his ears ring."You're the one in charge of sales now! Why is it that the moment Alan leaves, you can't sell a single painting?!"Ethan hung his head dejectedly. "Art isn't a basic necessity like food or shelter. Its entire value depends on the painter's reputation and industry connections. The second Alan walked out, the entire marketing system collapsed. There's nothing I can do!"A flash of malice flickered deep in his eyes."This is all his fault! He's narrow-minded and jealous of me, and he'd love nothing more than to see this company go straight under! Those clients and sponsors probably pulled out just to target me because of you. He just wants to destroy your reputation and watch you crumble!""Crumble..."

Chapter 9

"Ethan... what are you talking about?" Stella went completely cold, her voice trembling violently.Ethan didn't even dare look at her, desperately begging for mercy."Please spare me!" As he whimpered, the fabric of his trousers suddenly darkened. A foul, pungent liquid streamed down his pants, soaking the floor.Joe, the capo, wrinkled his nose in disgust."What do you take us for? Common thieves?! We are members of the El Tricolor mafia, not street thugs! We don't do dirty, low-class shakedowns!"He pulled out an equity transfer agreement stamped with official legal seals and slapped it onto the desk."Our acquisition is entirely by the book. Mr. Alan King has legally assigned all the equity under his name over to our organization."Joe looked up at her coldly."From a legal standpoint, our organization is the single largest shareholder of this company and holds full authority to take over operations."Stella's brain went completely numb."Impossible! Has Alan gone insane?!

Chapter 10

"No! It can't be!"Tears burst from Stella's eyes like a broken dam as she shrieked hysterically. "He can't just abandon me like this! Tell me where the wedding is! I'm going to find him!" She grabbed Joe, refusing to let go no matter what."Have you got a death wish?! Get off me!"Joe frowned impatiently, raising his fist to strike, only to freeze halfway in mid-air."Mr. Alan gave explicit orders not to hit women."His icy gaze shifted toward Ethan, looking at him as if he were already a dead man."Since you can't keep your woman in check, you can take her punishment for her."Several men stepped forward immediately, pinning Ethan to the floor and beating him to a pulp.Covered in blood, Ethan howled in agony. "Help! Stop! Don't hit me! Please spare me! Tell Alan that Stella and I have nothing to do with each other! She was the one who seduced me! This whole thing is her fault!"Please! I was wrong! I didn't know Alan was the heir to the mafia! Please let me go just this o

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