Todos os capítulos de The Mafia Heir : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

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

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

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

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

"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?!