"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 walked a few feet back and forth in the waiting room, each minute stretching a lifetime. My thoughts were a field of angst, which howled by the increasingly desperate. Leila was curled up in the corner, head down and muffled sobs stifled by her hands. Luca had only arrived shortly before us, his customary veneer of calm was gone in concern.


　　The doctor entered the waiting room and flipped on a solemn face. I sat up instantly, my heart beating fast.


　　"Michael Flynn's family?" The doctor enquired about scanning the environment.


　　Leila's eyes were red, as she looked up to answer the question "Yes, that's us."


　　"Just follow me," said the doctor in a curt, sharp voice.


　　Luca and I shared a worried look as we followed the doctor out into the hall. Every step became heavier with a burden, each breath more difficult. I felt the hostility in my gut, a snug ball of terror and something else.


CHAPTER 48 The Cold Reality