"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

　　"Do you have any idea what you've done?" My voice cut, almost shrill as I looked across the desk at Robert.


　　Robert leaned back in his chair, his expression calm, his fingers playing with a pen in an unrolling circle. "Why don't you enlighten me, Jocelyn?"


　　"You were supposed to abduct one helpless little girl!" I spat, my hands crashing against the desk, spraying spittle. "And yet you have still managed to make an omnishambles of absolutely everything!"


　　"One helpless, little girl?" Robert sneered, an eyebrow arched high. "If she was so helpless and weak, why in God's name did Dominic and Luca show up like goddamn heroes in a bad action movie?"


　　"That's what I want to know!" I exploded, her voice loudly verging on hysteria. "How the hell did you let them get the drop on you? You're supposed to be a professional!"


CHAPTER 86 Pushing Blames