"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

　　"Are we anywhere close, Stefano?" I snarled, hands clasping at the wheel in a white-knuckle grip as city lights fell far behind and all that was left was the darkness of night and the twisted roads deeper into the outskirts.


　　Stefano rode shotgun, peering into his phone's map. "Close but not close enough," he grumbled- the frustration dripping from every word.


　　My fist suddenly came down hard onto the steering wheel as a burst of anger finally burst free from me. "Not close enough isn't good enough, Stefano she's out there and I'm done waiting. We should've reached school by now."


　　Stefano played with his phone. "Luca, we cannot just drive up and expect to waltz in. Dominic's men are stationed everywhere, and the school's perimeter is more fortified than we thought. We need a better plan."


　　I glared at him. "A better plan? We went over it a hundred times; something always gets in the way, and I'm just tired of it."


CHAPTER 73 Cracks In The Foundation