"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 picked it up and opened it. It was only a piece of paper inside; one big fold all on and I began unfolding it. My hands were trembling a little bit because of it as I began to read,


　　"Keep away from them or you'll be sorry."


　　It was then that a chill ran down my spine, and my breath caught in my throat. It felt, suddenly, as if my heart was pounding in my chest. I was re-reading his words, trying to make something out. Who in the world could send this? What do they mean?


　　I looked around as though expecting to find someone standing in the shadows. But no one. The room was as empty as I had left it. I squeezed my fists around the letter, my mind in turmoil. This was a clear threat, and dangerous.


　　I sagged against the bed with the letter still clutched in my hand. I did not know what to do or who to run to. If I told Dominic or Luca it would only make things worse. I decided to keep it to myself.


CHAPTER 40 I Need To Speak With You