"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

　　I whirled around, my heart bucking against my chest. "Luca?" I croaked, staring up into his face.


　　The scurrying and the noise of the mall surrounded us, yet he didn't pay attention to anything else around him. He looked into me with an intent to stare continuously, steadily. "Leila." He said my name as if there was something dangling from it that wasn't said, yet heavy enough to make the floor a cave inside my stomach.


　　I retreated backward, out of my comfort zone. "What are you doing here?"


　　"I know what Dominic did last night," he said, low but accusing. "I'm not mad at you because of it. I know how he is, Leila, controlling, dominating, he takes advantage of people."


　　"Luca, it's not what you think," I stammered.


CHAPTER 127 Promise Me