Melissa’s POVI stood nervously in front of the huge, ornate door of Salvatore Moretti's mansion, my heart pounding in my chest. As the door creaked open, I was greeted by an old lady dressed in a black and white uniform. She introduced herself as Maria, the senior maid."Welcome, Melissa. Your mother has told us a lot about you. We are glad to have you here," Maria said, her tone kind but firm."Thank you, Maria. I'm a bit nervous, to be honest," I replied, feeling relieved to have someone to talk to."Don't worry, dear. We'll show you the ropes and make sure you settle in smoothly. But you should know, Melissa, that Mr. Moretti is not a man to be trifled with. He can be wicked and mean, and he doesn't tolerate mistakes."I felt a chill run down my spine at the mention of Moretti's name. I had heard stories about him from my mother, about how he was a dangerous and ruthless mafia kingpin who ruled over his empire with an iron fist. I prayed that I wouldn't cross paths with him, that
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