"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 just couldn't sit still. I paced around my office. I just couldn't shut the picture of Leila's face with tears smeared all over it. But how could she still defend Mia after everything?


　　But I was going to get to the bottom of this. I won't just let Mia off without answers.


　　I walked over to his desk and pressed a button on the intercom. "Mia, come to my office. Now," I said into the device, giving the girl no time to argue.


　　An almost invisible pause followed the invitation through the airwaves. Crackling came from the box. "Yes, Mr. Anderson. I'm on my way."


　　I ran through each word of the foregoing conversation that had taken place between Mia and Leila. I could feel every inflection in her voice, every drop of venom that cauterized Mia. I had to know what would have driven Mia to that point. What had stoked her jealousy to that dangerous point?


　　A few minutes later, there was a quiet knock at the door.


CHAPTER 33 Jealousy And Redemption