Jazzie Zamora is a well-known model in the Philippines. She's rich, beautiful, elegant and has many other qualities that you will admire.

Everyone believes that she has a perfect life, but little did they know that it was the other way around.

Hellish; it's the exact word you can use to describe her life. Being a secret wife of a mafia boss was a dream that turned into a nightmare.

Despite of all those shits happening, will she still choose to stay?

How much can she put up for her ruthless husband?

Wife Of A Ruthless Mafia Boss

I woke up as if my head was being hit by a loader. "Fvck!" I cursed out and massage my temples. 


I slowly opened my eyes and was so shocked when I saw Valjerome standing on the side of my bed. One of his hands was in his pocket and I could see the slight tension in his jaw. 


"Get up and eat. I'm going to work," he said in an emotionless way. 


I blinked and stared at him several times. 


"Aren’t you going to speak?" he asked frowning. 


I fell silent and averted my eyes. "Be careful," I stuttered in a low tone. 


I heard him scoffed. I was surprised when he suddenly bent down and held my chin towards him. 


"Is that all?" he asked while staring at me. 


I was swallowed. "A-what ..." I trailed off. 


He raised an eyebrow and released me slowly. I heard him cursed silently as he brushed his hair through his fingers. 


"What will you do today? I heard you cleared your schedule," he casually asked. 


I looked away when I remembered the reason why I cancelled my schedule for this week. 


"No. I'm just going to rest here, I'm got tired of the consecutive shoot," I lied. 


"W-What... I'm going to get ready and go down for breakfast." I quickly got up and went to the bathroom to avoid him. 


I looked in the big mirror and my face turned red when I noticed that I was now home. 


I jumped a little when I heard a knock outside the bathroom. "Why?" curiously biting my lip. 


I could not answer immediately. I heard her footsteps leave as I quickly opened the door. He stopped walking and frowned at me. 


"A-ahm... Are you coming..." I bit my lower lip and met his gaze, "home early?" I carefully said. 


He didn't answer, he just kept staring at me like I am a solving puzzle. 


"I'll try," he answered sparingly and then finally left my room. 


I couldn’t help but smile as I went back inside the bathroom. 


Maybe he also remembered what we have today that's why he was acting nice. 


I happily took a shower and groomed myself. I was still in the room, but I'm already planning what should I cook for tonight. Valjerome maybe a mafia boss, but he still has his legal company to take care of. He is running a company named ABCD Construction Corporation — a leading engineering and infrastructure firm here in the Philippines. 


I blew dry my hair and finally went out of my room. I was happily whistling as I walked down the hallway when I was interrupted by a woman coming out of my husband’s room. All the joy and happiness I had felt disappeared so quickly. My memory came back to me last night when I stared at her face. 


She's that girl. She was the one who he was kissing with last night. 


I secretly smiled bitterly and reluctantly continued to walk. I even met Valjerome’s right hand Jaime climbing the stairs. I know at that moment, Valjerome ordered him to kill the girl. 


"Oh, hija. Eat all of these, I cooked a lot today," Manang greeted me with joy. 


I forced a smile and sat on the chair. I couldn’t swallow my food, Manang seemed to notice my lethargic aura so she sat in the chair next to me and gently caressed my shoulder. 


"You alright?" worriedly she inquired. 


"Did your husband greet you?" she asked cautiously. 


I stopped scooping my food and tremblingly dropped the spoon I was holding. I glanced at Manang and smiled again despite a lone tear fell on my cheek. 


"I guess he doesn't even remember our wedding anniversary today..."


Chap 5