"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

　　"Where is Leila?" The words had just left my lips, and the pain was alive; emanating from my shoulder, I felt a truck had been driven over me, but nothing mattered, not so long as I saw her. I wrestled my body upwards, unaware of the fire spreading from my wound.


　　"Mr Luca, please relax," A nurse said, pushing me back against the pillow. "You need to rest."


　　"Rest?" I snorted, wincing as searing pain riveted through my body. "I'll rest when I see her. Where is she?"


　　"We'll bring her here," she cooed, playing with the IV stuck in my arm. "But you need to stay calm. The bullet did some serious damage.


　　Since it had happened, all I'd been thinking of was Leila, I haven't seen her. Panic was rising; I had to see her, needed to know she was all right. All that could now come into my mind was the panic state she would be in with everything that happened.


CHAPTER 90 Love And Repentance