Owned By The Mob Boss

PEONY's POVI rubbed my eyes as I rose from the bed. A sharp headache took me by surprise."I didn't have any alcohol last night," I murmured to myself, opening my eyes.Even with the throbbing pain, I forced myself to get up, realizing this wasn't my room. It was far too grand and beautiful compared to what I was used to.Where am I?*CREAK*I swiftly looked toward the source of the noise. Darn it, I felt even dizzier after my actions. I instinctively touched my forehead once more.A woman walked in, holding a food tray and dressed as a maid. Wait, when did I get a maid? I didn't get reincarnated or anything, right?"Good morning, madam," the maid greeted me, even giving a slight bow."G-good morning," I replied, stumbling over my words.She smiled, walked over to the table, and set down the tray. After bowing once more, she turned to leave the room. I immediately stopped her from asking a question."Wait!" I called out, standing my ground.She turned to face me, asking, "What can I

PEONY's POVWhen Sir left, I found myself drawn back to watching the flowers dance. I had hoped to visit the garden for a closer look, but I wasn't allowed to step outside. I wanted to convey this to sir earlier, but he advised me not to leave the room.I sighed in resignation. Since I'm just a guest here, I understand I can't argue. He was just concerned about me. He's cautious because I don't know his friend; there's a risk I might get hurt or be misunderstood as a trespasser.I expressed my disappointment by pouting and then decided to lie down on the bed due to a lack of activities to engage in. I'm at a loss for things to do. The room is big and has a modern look, but it doesn't feel right for me since I'm accustomed to smaller, more cozy spaces.What can I do to occupy myself and pass the time? Since there's no TV available, I thought of alternative activities to keep myself engaged and entertained.Feeling bored with nothing to do, I tried to go to sleep. But as I was about to,

PEONY's POVI know challenges lie ahead. Marriage is no small commitment, and there will be hurdles to overcome. But for now, the immediate concern is ensuring Papa's care. And if aligning my fate with Luigi's can guarantee that, then I am resolved to see it through.I'll have to discuss this with Luigi, of course. There are conversations to be had and details to sort out. But one thing is clear: whatever it takes, I'm ready to do it for Papa.After deciding, I didn't talk to Luigi in case my mind changed. He gave me a week to think about my choice. If there's another way to pay for Papa's meds without marrying Luigi, I won't go through with it.I sighed before lying down on the bed. With nothing else to do, I grabbed my phone by the bedside. Upon unlocking the screen, Aunt Audrey's message popped up.From: Aunt AudreyWhen can you visit your father again? I have to work tomorrow, and if you're not available, no one will watch over Paul.Paul is my dad, and Aunt Audrey is his older si

PEONY's POVAfter eating, we decided to head home. I also wanted to rest, but the scenery at the hotel seemed to be urging me to stay. I really enjoyed the view, and the dishes were heavenly. No wonder the cost was high; it matched the taste of the dishes.As we left the five-star hotel, Riley greeted us. By the way, I forgot to ask Luigi whether Riley is his secretary or just a driver. But, well, there's always next time. I'll just ask him another day. It would be awkward to ask about Riley while he's with us.Riley opened the door for us. Luigi gestured for me to enter first before following. During the ride, I couldn't help but appreciate the views along the way. Luigi was staring at his iPad, which appeared to be related to his company. Meanwhile, Riley drove quietly until we reached Luigi's house.We arrived at Luigi's garage, where he shows off his different types of cars. The way out goes to the driveway, and before you get to the garage, you walk through a spacious living area

PEONY's POVI sighed, remaining there for a few seconds, staring at the door where Russell entered before following his instructions. Unsure, I felt a mix of nervousness and embarrassment, thinking about the housemaids talking about me.It's not that I'm embarrassed by any negative comments they made. What bothers me is that I'm new here, yet there's already some resentment towards me. They might think I haven't quite met their expectations or that I haven't been very outgoing.Isn't it discouraging to feel like an outsider when you're in a new environment and the people around you aren't very welcoming?I returned to the room, feeling lethargic. As I stepped inside, I slumped onto the bed like a starfish. "Did I do something wrong? Why are they angry at me? I was just thinking it's a waste to throw away food. Maybe they didn't like what I said," I muttered to myself. After a moment, I laid on my back and stared at the ceiling.Russell wouldn't scold the housemaids for talking behind