"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

　　"He's stable, for now," the words of the doctor echoed in my mind, a ray of hope. I hadn't even realized that I had been holding my breath until it escaped shakily. Stable. Weeks of torment and uncertainty, weeks of seeing Dominic hang between life and death, and finally something to hope for.


　　"Stable?" My voice was low, barely a whisper. "What does that even mean? He's waking up?"


　　The weight of his task reluctantly shouldered in, the doctor heaved one long sigh. "It is difficult to say, but we are hopeful. His vitals are improving, he might wake up soon."


　　I laid one hand across my chest, willing the racing heartbeat in. Any minute now, he would be awake.


　　"I-I don't even know how to feel," I whispered low to myself, really to no one.


　　Luca shifted uncomfortably beside me, he had stood this whole time. It was coming off him in waves to match the turmoil inside me.


CHAPTER 108 Ray Of Hope