"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 quietly entered the hospital room, which was so thick with tension you could cut it like butter, and no sooner had I walked in,  than my phone rang, but I ignored it. I entered to find Leila, perched on the side of the bed with her back toward me. Luca stood next to her, one hand resting lightly on her shoulder. Their faces wore regret like the end of time and both glanced up as I shut it - their heads sinking with me under an avalanche.


　　Leila was holding something in her hand- a small, tightly wadded piece of paper. He looked away and closed his eyes as Neens continued to monitor Mona, her red-rimmed gaze causing a tightening in my chest because I couldn't shield either of them from it. As I got near her, she just passed me the note. I cringed at first, unsure of what I was going to view but deep down inside I knew that it meant for me to see.


CHAPTER 52 Thank You For Everything