Chapter three

When Irish came out, she stopped seeing the rooms that are almost ten as she counted it. Her eyes winded and she doesn’t know how she'll going to choose a room for her. All of a sudden, she looked at her right side when someone is coming. It's Della the only maid in the ancestral mansion. In her guessed they are just the in the same age.

"Hey!" Irish called her.

Della pointed herself to make sure if she's the one she is pertaining of. Irish nodded at her and she walk towards her.

"Can you help me?" Irish asked her.

Della's forehead knotted. "Pardon me, kyria mou (my lady)?"

She cleared her throat first. "I said, can you help me to choose my room?" she asked her.

The maid nodded. "Come."

Irish followed her as she walked. Della gets the keys inside her pocket and opens all the room for her to choose. She doesn't know what room she wanted that's why she unlocked all the rooms.

"You choose, kyria mou (my lady)," Della gave her the privilege.

"Okay?"

Irish start to walk room by room while Della is on her back following. After seeing all the ten rooms she chose the fifth room which is colored in white. Same with Basil's room it's also an old class design like ancient Goddesses owned it before. Everything inside is all in a plain white color, no other than but white. She just chose the fifth room since it was a little bit different in other rooms which are too old class for her.

"I'll take this room. Thank you," she said.

"Parakalo, kyria mou. (You're welcome, my lady.)" Della said in her own language which is Greek.

"Okay? You're weird. I can't understand you." She grimaced.

Della chuckled, "I said, you're welcome, my lady."

Irish nodded when she finally understood it. Pfft. Why can't she just talk in English so we can understand each other? She thought and smiling on her.

"Hehehe. By the way may I know your name?" Irish asked her.

"Della, kyria mou, (my lady,)" she replied.

"Okay. Thank you again, Della."

Della replied a nod before leaving her in the room she chosen. Irish step inside the room and closed the door. She throws herself in the bed and closed her eyes because of tiredness till she fell asleep without noticing.

"Kyria mou (my lady), wake up."

She slowly opened her eyes when she heard a distinct voice. She blinked her eyes when she saw Della standing her side.

"Della?"

"The dinner is ready, kyria mou (my lady)" Della said calmly.

"What time is it?" Irish asked as she closed her eyes again.

"It's already 9:00 in the evening, kyria mou.(my lady)"

"Ugh. I don't want to eat. I want to sleep." She laid her face down to the bed.

"But thee mou (my lord) is waiting for you downstairs. He'll get mad, kyria mou (my lady)," Della suddenly feel scared.

"I don't care, just tell him that I'm sleeping," she said and back to her sleep.

Della bitted her lower lips and let out a sighed before going out to her room. When she got back to the dining area—Basil's eyebrow arched when she saw her without Irish.

"Where is she?" He's playing the wine glass to his hand.

"Thee mou (my lord), she back to her sleep," she answered trembling.

Basil place back the wine glass to the table. He stood up and looks at Della's direction. She bowed her head seeing his death glares.

"Keep all the food. I'm not going to eat." He left her in the dining area.

Irish is in the middle of her sleep when he heard a distinct voice coming outside of her room. She stood up in her half-close eye walking at the doorway. He can hear it and seems it was Basil who is shouting in anger. It's in the middle of the night for sake! He's disturbing my sleep! She irritably said in her mind and go out to her room out of curiosity. She can still hear his voice and she followed it. It's not from his room. She continued walking till the voice brought her in a staircase going upstairs. She didn't notice it when Della is unlocking all the room lately.

"Who fucking use all the narcotics?!" Basil's voice burst out in anger.

The door left opened a little and Irish slowly push the door to see what is inside. She saw Basil holding a Double Barrel Pistol facing his men. Her eyes widened seeing three dead bodies in the floor bathing their own blood.

"Oh, my gosh," she whispered.

"My order is to deliver the narcotics to Mr. Chao. What the hell just happened? One of you used my fucking narcotics!" he snorted and shoots another one man in front of him.

Basil is running the second largest syndicate in the world. He has been accused by the Feds of weapons trafficking, contract murders and drug trafficking. He was able to avoid prison multiple times because of his influence but there's people who can't be blind of his money. The Feds named him as the most dangerous man on the Ten Most Wanted List. He's in the second rank followed by Niklaus Pivledis, his enemy. Basil is raking P1.5 000,000 a day from his narcotics business. Everyday he's sending his men to deliver his narcotics in other syndicate and businesses who negotiated with him. He's selling drugs but he's not a user, only his men.

He burst out in anger after knowing that his men failed to deliver his narcotics. The one million that should be in his hands at the moment suddenly gone because of his men. He knew some of his men are using secretly his narcotics. Some of them are in drugs and he's sure they did it again to satisfied their selves but Basil is not satisfied tonight because the P1 000,000 is gone. Mr. Chao already turned off their deal.

"No one will talk?" he asked them.

All of a sudden, they all kneeled in front of him.

"Boss, forgives us. We didn't endure for taking that is for Mr. Chao."

"We just tempted. Forgive us."

"We will not do it again. It will never happen again Boss just give us a chance."

"Yeah, it will never going to happen again. This will be the last time that I'll face stupid people," he said mildly and in just a second he shot them on their heads.

Irish unconsciously fell off in the floor after witnessing what Basil did to his men. Her eyes winded when she saw Basil is looking at her direction. He was surely seeing her right now and she run quickly downstairs. Oh, my gosh! He's a fucking killer and what the narcotics? He's a fucking drug lord also! she said in her mind while running back to her room.

As Irish got to her room, she was about to close the door when Basil hold it and open the door slowly that made a sound creaky like in the horror movies. She suddenly fell on the floor in shocked. He'll going to kill me! She said panicking in her mind.

"I'm begging you don't kill me. I never saw anything that you kill your men!" she begged closing her eyes.

"Who told you to go up there?" he asked.

"No one! I just heard you are shouting in anger that's why end up there." She answered without opening her eyes.

"You are not allowed to go there. Do you understand?"

She opened her eyes. "W-why I'm not—"

"Do you understand?" he repeated emphasizing the words.

"Yes!" she snorted.

"Good. Go back to your sleep," he ordered and leave in her room.

Irish left in the room jaw dropping unbelievably that she is still alive. She thought he will going to kill her because of witnessing his crime or he will might kill me tomorrow? She thought and run quickly in the bed hiding under the blanket. What did you enter Irish? Your parents are crazy for selling you in the drug lord! She said in her mind and didn't notice the thoughts made her fell asleep.