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

Valjerome let out a cold laugh. "Erom is my son," he corrected. 


Chaos smirked and smiled playfully. "Last time I checked, he's my son." 


"You two, enough," I immediately sighed then shielded Chaos. 


I will admit that I was nervous about the situation. Valjerome and I may have been separated for a few years but I know him. He's a mafia boss. In just a snap, he could kill if he wanted to and that was the last thing I wanted to happen right now. 


"Valjerome, let us leave," I said emotionlessly. 


He looked at me, giving me back the emotionless stare. "I have three more days to be with you, Jazzie," he said. 


I clenched my jaw. "With my son, Valjerome. Not with me," I emphasized. 


He licked his lower lip. "Still, you're not going anywhere. You and my son." He glared at Chaos who's standing behind me. 


"What else do you want? You've been with and touched Erom. That's enough, whether a week is complete or not, we're still going and leave." 


"You won't leave until you forgive me." 


Chap 38