All Chapters of Maid for the mafia boss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sapphire’s POV I can swear it but that would be a little bit too extreme, but yes I can tell the universe came together to rip my family off its glory. I stare deeply at my reflection in the mirror, my skin looks really pale and my collarbones have never been this visible until now. I can easily say I am on a diet but in truth, I haven’t had a proper meal since papa got arrested and everything we own got seized. “Phi” The voice of Sophia echoes from the hallway. I quickly shoved my things into the nylon bag, I took a glance at the clock hanging on the wall and I noticed that I had spent a reasonable amount of time getting ready. Sophia would be pissed at me but I don’t care, she is always angry at something so this won’t be the first time. “On my way” I yelled back, making my way out but then she was already almost in front of my room and I cannot miss the angry glares she sends my way. “What were you doing?” She snaps. I took a step back “just getting ready, Phia” I replied.

Sapphire’s POV The envelope burned in my palms as we piled into the long driveway of Alessandro’s estate. Sophia pressed her hands against mine “stay calm,” she muttered beside me. “We are just going in for dinner.” She said as her heels clicked on the marble floor. “Just” I muttered to myself, I wanted to laugh out loud because this did not feel like just dinner. It felt like we were presenting ourselves to be sacrificed. Everything here screamed danger. The way the guards scanned us from their duty posts and even how the building stood tall at the dead end of the road. This did not feel like an ordinary dinner. The front doors open before Sophia’s fist could meet with it. A tall man on suit with broad shoulders stepped forward. His eyes moved from Sophia then to me, “Sophia and Sapphire Giovanni?” “Yes!” Sophia answered immediately, in her usual calm and crisp manner. “Follow me” he said stepping aside. The doors shut behind us as we trailed behind him. Overwhelmed, that is

I had scrubbed three floors by the time the sun came up properly.Not because anyone asked me to start that early but because I couldn’t sleep and lying in that small room staring at a ceiling that didn't belong to me felt worse than being on my knees with a bucket and a brush. At least scrubbing gave me something to do with my hands.I thought adapting to this new life was going to be hard but everytime I think about leaving this place as soon as possible, the thought of being at my best behaviour surfaces, so I just need to try.The estate ran like a machine, everyone had a role, everyone knew their place and from the moment I put on that uniform the night before, mine had been made very clear.I was nobody here.A woman named Mrs Matilda ran the domestic staff. Short, sharp eyes, the kind of woman who could find a speck of dust from across a room and make you feel personally responsible for its existence. She handed me a schedule at six in the morning without a word of greeting."Y

Alessandro’s POV“She called him back.”Matteo’s voice cut through the silence the moment he stepped into my home office. He successfully pulled me out from drowning inside the thoughts in my head.I leaned back slowly on the chair, waiting for him to drop more information about how the conversation went. My gaze was still fixed on the security monitor in front of me. Yes I have been watching her. ..and yes I haven’t gone a day without watching her every move and I replay it over and over again until a new day comes and there are newer clips of her working and walking around the mansion. What I have noticed so far is that she doesn't want to be here, she has been looking for ways to escape but she cares for her father so much to not jeopardize the chances of his release. A caring daughter, but I doubt her father gives a shit about her. Selfish bastard. “She spoke to Thomas for approximately four minutes.” His voice dropped and then he continued slowly. “She wants to know who the

Sapphire’s POV“My companion.”The words lingered in the air long after they left Alessandro’s mouth.I wasn’t sure what unsettled me more, the fact that he expected me to stand beside him at a gathering full of dangerous people, or how naturally he had said it, as though my opinion had never mattered.The silence stretched until the older stylist cleared her throat carefully. “Would you like us to show Miss Sapphire the gowns now, sir?”Alessandro finally looked away from me. “Take her.”The younger woman smiled politely, stepping toward me. “This way, Miss.”I didn’t move. My eyes remained fixed on Alessandro. “What happens if I refuse?”The room fell dead silent. The stylist beside me lowered her eyes immediately and the other stopped unzipping the garment bags.Alessandro reached for his whiskey, completely unfazed. “You won’t.”“You seem very certain.”“I am.”I tightened my arms across my chest. “You don’t know me.”“No,” he said, taking a slow sip from his glass. “But I’ve been