"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

　　"Let us go, Robert," I took another step forward, trying to block Leila, Luca, and Jocelyn from his view.


　　Chills ran down Robert burst out laughing. "Why would I? Since this is the moment I have always waited for."


　　"You are surrounded," Stefano growled, closing in. "This is over."


　　"I don't think so," he returned, the gun rising. The gleam in his eye had seemed to shine with spite. "You are not leaving alive."


　　"This isn't about them," I pressed, trying to force my point without letting my head blur. "You're only using them in your sick game."


　　Robert snarled, "No, Dominic. This is personal. You took something from me, and now I'll take everything from you."


　　I could only watch as he pulled the trigger. Pain ripped through my side, glaring white-hot. I sank to one knee, clutching my wound.


　　"Dominic!" Leila's scream tore through the air and ripped me from the nightmare.


CHAPTER 100 You'll Take Care Of Them