"One million," A man seated at the corner of the room called out, raising his paddle.
My heart pounded louder with each bid. The men sneered, their eyes devouring me like I was a piece of meat. My body trembled as I rubbed my sweaty hands on my clothes.
The bids went higher and higher until there were just two men left. 
"Three million," the chubby man declared, impatient evident in his tone.
There was silence in the room for a moment.
"Five million," A stranger countered, raising his paddle. 
My eyes widened in shock as I tried to figure out who this stranger was. The room was filled with murmurs and no one could counter the stranger. 
The auctioneer's gavel slammed down. 
"Sold!" 
***
Leila Flynn, 19 years old, struggles to keep her ailing brother alive, and her life takes a dark turn when she is suddenly kidnapped into London's underworld auction. During the auction, she is bought for a high price by a mysterious and wealthy stranger, Dominic Anderson. Leila is then taken to a grand mansion in London, where she begins a complex relationship with Dominic.
Dominic, a powerful mafia boss, lives a life shrouded in mystery and danger. Leila gradually discovers that Dominic's concern for her and her younger brother, Michael- who suffers from leukemia- goes beyond mere kindness. Under Dominic's protection, Leila tries to uncover his true intentions while also developing a subtle emotional connection with his brother, Luca.
In this dangerous game of love, betrayal, and revenge, Leila must decide whether to place her trust in Dominic or sever all ties with his perilous world once and for all.

Maid for the Mafia

　　"I also don't understand why Mr. Anderson is doing all this for you and your brother. What could be his reason?" Mia said.


　　I decided to explain everything to her, since Luca had peeled out of the damn house, leaving me standing in the great foyer of his mansion. I hadn't even drawn a breath since stepping inside the door, my head still reeling from everything that had transpired.


　　"Didn't want any damn thing from me," I finally resumed, snapped out of my daze, and further entered the room. "He just threw a bombshell at me and left me with more questions than answers."


　　Mia visibly softened and gestured at the soft sofa. "Lay it all out for me," she encouraged softly.


　　I flopped onto the couch cushions, the weight of the entire day settling on me. "And in pops, Luca came to take charge, send me back like I'm some kind of package delivery. He didn't say much either. He kept saying Mr. Anderson was only keeping us safe."


CHAPTER 7 I Want Answers