The Maid

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Lucifer

"Contact the politicians then. How many are they?" I questioned, throwing the file on my desk and leaned back into my chair. I looked up at Marco waiting for him to continue.

"Ten in total. I have all of their recordings with me." Marco spoke, holding up a black box. The devilish smirk clear on his face. We don't make men like him and Giovanni anymore.

I nodded my head in satisfaction, my lips curled up in a smirk. "Text the names to Viktor. He knows what to do with them."

"Consider it done,Boss," Marco replied in full confidence.

"The plan will work this time. Those stupid politicians don't even know what is waiting for them. The result of helping Vincent hide from us will make them pay," Giovanni spoke as he slowly made his way towards the big window in my office, turning his back towards us. He folded his arms thoughtfully against his chest, looking out of the window.

"Correct. We will show those old bastards their video clips of fucking women and they will try their best to protect their careers. They will offer us anything and everything to hide these from the world. That way we can get all informations of Vincent from them. After all, career is the first choice," I said, laughing at the stupid assholes who dragged themselves into this mess. They should've known, messing up with me has consequences.

Marco nodded in agreement. This wasn't so hard. That bastard has been hiding all these years and planning attacks on me without facing his death, without facing me. How long he could hide from me? His life is in my hands and I will decide what to do with it. The hell will became heaven for him and he will beg to go there, beg me to kill him. "Get every single informations about that bastard! He shouldn't escape this time."

My eyes traveled back to Giovanni who was staring outside of the window, looking lost in his own thoughts. "How are the girls now?Did you contact their families?" I asked him.

Those innocent young girls were kidnapped by Vincent's men and were about to get sold in different countries. In simple words, Human trafficking which I could never let happen. My stomach twitch and I want to kill even at the thought of some sadistic motherfuckers using those innocent souls as their slaves, for their sadistic pleasure.

I waited for Giovanni to answer. My eyebrows scrunched when he didn't reply, instead kept staring outside. He never did this. I looked at Marco who looked just as confused as I was.

"Giovanni!" Marco called out and that's what snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Did you not get good pussy last night?" Marco teased him. There we go, another bastard. Marco needs good pussy to keep himself sane. Just give him a good pussy to fit his dick in and he will be fine. Still he is my man, like my brother. They both are.

Giovanni turned around and faced us but not before giving Marco a death glare. Marco mocked before rolling his eyes at him. I swear this two bastards won't stop teasing each other.

Sliding his hands in his pockets, Giovanni looked at me,paying his full attention to me. I could see a glint of emotion in his eyes which was never there, hell emotions could never come near us. I was taken aback when I saw them in his eyes but they disappeared soon as if they never existed. Giovanni was never a man to show his emotion, fuck, he never had feelings. He is a madman when he is angry, just like me. Nothing matters to him except his revenge. The way he kills brutally without giving it a thought is a proof.

Betrayal, revenge, hate, fraud, war, blood. We lived with them. They are a part of our fucked up lives and we welcomed them with our open arms.

"Did you hear what I asked?"

Giovanni straightened his back, looking into my eyes. "No,Boss. I'm sorry." He spoke truthfully. He knew I hated lies. He also knew I hated it so much when I talk and someone doesn't pay attention to it. But I knew he was lost in some thoughts, it was clear on his face, trying to mask it with blank expression. "Did you contact their parents or not?" I asked, my voice was hard.

"I am working on it. I have sent some of the women to their parents. They are perfectly safe now, I have made sure of that," he said in seriousness, his voice sounded rough.

I nodded as I got up from the chair dismissing them. I hurriedly stepped out of my office room, walking towards my destination, to my Princess.

Bella was like a blooming flower. Soft, sweet and innocent. Her innocence attracted me, pulled me and I had no desires to fight them. Bella barely knows me, yet she was sorry and felt bad for the death of my sister. It was as if she could feel the pain, her eyes showed me the pain. We were sitting in the garden for a little while, yet it felt like I forgot everything of my fucked up world. She made me forget right and wrong, she invited me into her beautiful world, different from mine, she made me feel the beautiful night, she made me feel the sweet moment we shared. She made me feel.

Walking up the stairs, I headed towards her room, right beside mine. She must be sleeping now. Every night I visited her room when she slept. She didn't know that. Every night I watched her sleeping peacefully in her bed, her beautiful brown hair spread all over the pillow. It became a night routine to me, staring at her before going back to my room. Her presence was enough to relax my tensed muscles after a long ass day.

I stopped at my track when I heard a scream. Her screams. I quickly walked inside her room and closed the door behind me. My eyes found Bella in the darkness, there was my kitten, she looked scared, lost. Another scream. It made me flinch as I watched Bella trying to fight and protect herself from her invisible beasts, her nightmares.

My heart felt heavy and chest clenched tight at the sight in front of me. My poor kitten. Who did this to her?

I walked closer to her bed and sat beside her. Wrapping my arms around her tensed sweaty body, I pulled her towards me as she kept fighting and screaming. Her eyes still closed, tears kept pouring down her cheeks. She trembled in my arms violently as I held her closer to me.

"I'm here, Princess. I'm here." My voice surprisingly gentle. She curled up into my body, her trembling arms wrapped around my waist, like a kitten craving warmth and I gave her that. I pulled her close to my lap until out bodies plastered against each other, my hand wrapped around her tiny body. I grazed my fingers through her hair, trying to soothe her. "You are safe, Bella. I'm here now." I whispered sweet words to her ears to calm her. Her sweet vanilla fragrance filled up my nostrils, making me hold her tight.

I kept placing soft kisses on her forehead and head as she snuggled more into me.

After what it felt like hours, she silently sobbed, burrowing her face in my chest as her breathing relaxed. My heart tightened at the thought of her in pain. I wanted to make every single one of them bleed who brought tears in her eyes.

I held her chin and made her look into my eyes. Her doe eyes were filled with tears, tears of fear as her chin trembled. I rubbed my thumb softly over her chin, my gaze never leaving her. "Did you have bad dream again?" I spoke, my voice was low and soft, only for her to hear.

She tried to avoid my eyes, looking everywhere but me. My fingers tightened the grip under her chin, making sure she couldn't look anywhere but me. Her teary eyes settled on mine as she searched for answer. I knew it wasn't just a bad dream. It was something that chased her every night. I wanted to know that, I wanted to know her secrets.

She simply nodded before trying to snuggle closer to me, trying to mold herself into the warmth. But I stopped her. Her doe eyes snapped up at me. I brushed my thumb over her cheeks and then under her eyes, caressing her skin softly. "What did you dream about?" My voice was soft as feather.

She stayed quiet, I could see she was searching for another excuse or lie. I knew she was going to lie to me, but I didn't stop her. I waited for her to talk.

"It was nothing-" she mumbled lowly, her voice was so soft. I sighed, knowing she won't easily open up to me, but I will make her open up and talk to me. I will make her secrets mine. And she will do that willingly.

My finger traced up to her cheek, tugging few loose strands behind her ear. Bella shivered under my touch,making me chuckle. She is so cute. I pulled her to my chest, not wanting to leave her alone in this state and she willingly snuggled more, making herself comfortable in my arms.

I leaned back against the headboard putting my chin over her head as I rubbed her back, drawing different patterns smoothly. Her arms wrapped around my body tightly, not wanting to let me go. Bella relaxed slowly as she went limp. My kitten fell asleep in my arms. I cocked my head to look at her angelic face, she looked so peaceful while sleeping. She made little sleepy noises making me smile at her.

Placing a final kiss on her forehead, I laid her down on her soft bed. She tried to hold me closer and fuck me because I wanted the same. I wanted to hold her, wrap my arms protectively around her throughout the whole night but I knew she won't like that the next morning. She needed time. Soon she will willingly talk to me, she will reveal her secrets to me and I will protect her secrets, I will make them mine and embrace her in my arms.

"Sweet dreams, Princess." I glanced over her one last time before leaving her room, closing the door softly behind me.