"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

　　The air was heavy and stifling the instant I stepped back into the room. Leila lay in bed, the soft light breaths sent a contrast to what turmoil roiled in my brain. I watched her sleep, the shallow rise and fall of her chest; at that moment, a wave of guilt rained down on me.


　　I could not envision how Luca had been with her while I fought for my life. The knowledge gnawed at me, some sort of dark parasite digging deeper into my head.


　　Leila stirred, her brow furrowing slightly as she came to life. She attempted to sit but immediately winced, at razor-sharp pain jolting between her legs. I was having a heart attack. "Leila?" I said softly, hurrying toward her side.


　　"Dominic," she spat, venom heavy in her voice as she shoved my hands away. "Don't touch me."


　　"I'm so sorry," I suddenly burst out, contrition oozing from my voice. "It was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you like that. I just-"


CHAPTER 124 Stay With Me Tonight