Maid for the Mafia Boss

“Here,” He takes a look at the coffee I just placed on his table as he continued on reading somewhat a proposal for his company.

“Aish,” I rolled my eyes even if he was not looking back at me.

Ever since I asked him about the mafia, he never bothered talking to me anymore.

It’s not like I was sad about it or anything. Why would I? It’s just irritating.

What is his problem? He really had the nerve to ignore me like that? Did I say something wrong? Did I do something? Sheesh, he’s like a child.

“Keian, you’ve been prisoning yourself here in your study. You should go out for a bit, rest from your job.” His expression suddenly became cold.

“Why do you care?” He muttered out in a bossy way. I rolled my eyes once again and left his study.

“Nyenyenye,” He’s so annoying, seriously. He’s been in that room for seven straight hours. The air-conditioning was on and it’s so wide in there. So much electricity wasted, at least let the equipment rest.

“Argh!” I annoyingly went to the maid’s quarters to change clothes.

I just got back from the infirmary to check on my patients there. Isn’t it amazing? I’m a maid and a doctor at the same time.

“Nassandra, what’s with the face?” Ema asked to which I pouted.

“Why? Was it Maître?” I nodded at Jane and stomped my way to my dresser to get some clothes.

They just laughed while I was still irritated as heck. Geez!

After changing, I went to their headquarters.

Most of the time the guards would greet me to which I gladly return.

“Ma’am Nass! Good afternoon!” Greeted a guard named Felix.

He’s the one whom I always asked about Keian and since we’ve seen each other almost everyday, we became close. They’re all friendly here. We’d always chat every time I’m here. He’s also like the leader of the guards.

“Felix! How are you?” I smiled as I walked to him. Even though I was quite in a bad mood due to Keian. I won’t let it affect me and my job.

“Much better! Thanks to you, ma’am.” I looked at his injury and I guess it is doing well.

“Oh no, kuya, it was nothing. Your hand is perfectly fine. Just don’t rush it. Let it rest and heal for about two days.” He smiled as he lets out a thumbs-up.

“Copied, ma’am! Thank you so much!” I nodded at him.

“You’re very welcome!” I went to another guard who’s staying here in the infirmary.

After I have finished checking everyone in here, I decided to go and visit manang.

Lately, I haven’t got time to visit her due to ‘taking care’ of her childish boss.

As I arrived in front of her room, I saw the door was open.

Is there anyone who visited here first before me?

I silently peeked through the door.

I first saw manang still lying down in bed but there was someone with her who’s walking near her bed. A man wearing a white polo shirt?

Who’s that? Why do I feel like I’m not familiar with his figure?

I just stayed there and observed what he’s about to do with manang.

I almost gasped loudly as I saw the object in his hand.

A whip!

Later, he started tying the whip around manang’s neck.

Don’t tell me he wants to kill manang!?

I immediately rushed inside which made him glance at me.

I took the opportunity to remove the whip around manang’s neck.

I pushed him away from the bed.

“Who are you? Why do you want to kill manang?!” He just looked at me and stayed quiet.

I observed his every movement, he’s just sitting here and didn’t bother standing up.

Then he suddenly raised the end of the whip before hitting it on manang who’s still unconscious on her bed.

My reflexes quickly prevented that from happening and I endured the pain I felt as it hit my body.

I tried hard not to wince in pain. I grabbed on to the whip’s end and pulled it away from his grip.

He was stunned by my action as I successfully snatched the weapon from him. Then he grabbed a dagger from his feet and quickly threw it at me.

I successfully avoided it which caused the dagger to hit the object behind me which was the wall.

Before I could look back at him, he immediately pushed me towards the door and slammed it shut.

His right hand was holding another dagger while his left hand is around my neck so tight.

This caused me having difficulty to breathe. I tried hitting him on the arms countless time just in case he’d thought of letting me go.

But he just strangled me even more.

My vision is starting to get blurry and I’m feeling dizzy.

My breathing kept hitching since I needed oxygen so bad.

Am I going to die? Here in this room? Am I just going to die this way? I spent four years in the streets, working day and night just to die here?

No! I won’t let that happen. Brylle needs me and Kei needs me as well. I need to prevent that man’s senseless antics.

I inhaled a lot of air that I can get as possible and strongly wrapped my hands around the man’s arms. I quickly twisted it backwards and I heard a satisfying crack.

The guy screamed.

I let him go due to my body feeling weak and the lack of air.

I sat on the floor, coughing and catching my breathe.

The guy did the same and resisting the pain of his broken arm.

I never got to notice him getting the whip and hit it on me.

I never got to dodge and I felt the burning pain all over my body.

Due to the impact, my body hit against the wall and to make things worse, I felt blood drenching from my head.

I was immediately met by the feeling of dizziness.

The man stood up and I wished I’d also have the strength to fight him back.

He turned his head to me before smirking.

He went back to manang and tied the whip around her neck.

“No!” I only got to mutter to myself due to complete weakness.

The heart monitor fastened, a sign that it’s bound to go a flatline.

I clenched my fists. I can’t just let anybody die while I’m just watching. If I had done nothing in the past, right now, I will make sure this guy will pay for what he’s doing.

I looked at the dagger not that from me which I guess was probably dropped by the man.

I held on it tightly. I’ll hit it on his head, so that he wouldn’t live no more.

I raised my hand, intending to get ready to throw the weapon.

“Nass!” The faces of my mom and dad suddenly popped up in my mind. I creased my eyebrows as I threw the weapon at the man’s shoulder.

He fell down which made him let loose of the whip.

Despite the weakness, I directly went to manang’s side to remove the whip around her neck.

I breathed a sigh of relief as her heart rate started going back to normal.

I sighed as I glanced at the man getting weak on the floor due to all the blood that he just lost.

I looked at manang who’s sleeping peacefully. I let out a bitter smile before passing out into the darkness.

Zeke’s POV

Whistling, I entered Kei’s study without even knocking.

He looked at me and rolled his eyes as soon as he realized who came in.

“Kei! Wassup!” He only waved his hand.

“What do you want?” He asked in a bossy tone. I just laughed. What’s wrong with him? He’s such a snob. Haha.

“Where is Nassandra?” He turned to me and raised an eyebrow. I raised my hands in the air in surrender.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“Chill, I’m not taking her away from you.” He just shot me a death glare before going back to his cold expression.

“I don’t know.” He blankly replied. Looks like they just had a fight! I shook my head as I laughed at the thought.

Kei may not admit it but he obviously likes Nassandra. That damn man is in love, finally.

“What happened? Lover’s quarrel?” He didn’t look at me and just continued reading a contract from his company.

“Stop bothering me, Nic.” My eyebrows met but I just laughed as I left the room. The mafia boss is not in the mood. He might turn his anger at me.

But I’m used to him. Despite him being a snot, he’s still friendly and trustworthy. Most especially, a very sweet man. Call me gay but Kei’s effort for us is very much bigger than anything else.

He may not say it but I know that he never noticed he’s actually showing his soft side.

I laughed while going to the headquarters. Perhaps she’s there, looking after her patients.

I entered infirmary and I was greeted by the injured guards.

“Maître,” they all said at the same time. I went to Felix who’s fixing the guard’s postures.

“Felix,” I held him by the shoulder and flashed a smile.

“What can we do for you, maître?” He cheerfully asked. I looked around and saw that Nassandra is not here.

“Has Nassandra been here?” He nodded and pointed towards the direction of manang’s room.

“She came here earlier and went in to visit Manang Vilma.” I nodded and walked towards manang’s room.

I was smiling as I opened the door but the minute I entered, my eyes widened real quick.

Everything’s a mess and there’s blood?!

As I stepped in, I saw manang still in bed with two figures with her.

One was clinging on to her while the other was on the floor. The one clinging on to her was wearing a maid’s uniform.

“Nassandra!” I immediately went to her side and saw that her head is bleeding so does the other parts of her body as if she was struck by… a whip? She’s also unconscious. I checked her pulse and good thing her heart is still beating. I also noticed red-violet hand marks on her neck.

Without hesitation, I pressed on my smart watch which I used to communicate with the mafia.

I pressed the line (channel) that us, friends, use to call Kei.

“Rider to Alpha.” I heard the signal that pertains that Kei heard my message.

“What?” His cold voice emerged.

“Go to manang’s room. Now!” I shouted due to panic. Nassandra already lost a lot of blood and her pulse is getting weak every second.

I heard some noises at the other line and I could guess Kei is running his way to go here.

I held Nassandra’s cheek. I took deep breaths to calm myself down.

“Nass,” I tried calling to her but she wouldn’t wake.

“Ughhh,” I turned to where the voice had come from.

A man on the ground with a broken arm and dagger on his shoulder?

Looks like this man had something under his sleeve to which Nassandra tried to stop.

My vision darkened as I walked to the man.

His eyes looked up to me with pain. His other hand was holding on to his arm while the other can’t be moved.

I grabbed his fine arm and twisted it which caused him screaming in pain.

*Notes:

Kuya – term used to call older brother or older male/guy as a sign of respect.