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"Well aren't you a feisty one " madam bianchi said with a smug grin  "the next time you talk back to me I'll cut off your tongue and make u choke on it " she said with a harsh tone 




causing me to shiver slightly in fear what a psycho bitch.




Everyone started to prepare breakfast and it didn't even look like breakfast it looked like damn dinner but what could I expect it's rich people after all we're dealing with since the bitch didn't want me anywhere near the food I had to serve the drinks






"okay akaliyah me and you will be serving the drinks but I need you to make macchiato coffee just  brew one shot of fresh espresso with expresso machine, steam milk to 160 degrees, and hold the steam  just below the surface to create foam  then pour the milk and spoon foam on top then you serve it to mr gallo I'll point you there" Carla said professionally





after processing  the instruction I was given  I started doing the macchiato then  later on Carla pointed  me there I nervously stepped into the huge dining area causing everyone to stare my way whispering sickening words





"it's the bitch who killed Greta daughter" a woman snarled and whispering continued among the others "I just want to paint her blood every fucking where" a guy said from a far "silence !" Greta husband  Giovanni shouted slamming his fist  against  the table causing the talking to seize "one more fucking word about my daughter or disturbance you will be the one eaten" he spat out coldly

"honey will I be the one eaten too" Greta cooed seductively causing everyone even me to stare her way

"fuck Greta why do you got to ruin my mood" Giovanni said getting up to leave but before he did his cold eyes land on me with anger and left...well he still wanna kill me I'm not supprise.

I place the macchiato coffee next to Mr Gallo gently ,Mr Gallo is a plump guy dressed in a expensive green suit with a matching Green Derby hat he took a sip of the coffee and stare at me with disgust "woman did you made this macchiato coffee ".

"yes Mr Gallo "I said  bluntly  "what's the problem Mr Gallo" I asked making sure to cover my frustration

"the problem cagna (Bitch) it ain't hot enough he gritted  out, suddenly I felt a grip on my ass "you can also use that pussy of yours to heat my cock up darling" he whispered licking his lips his  grilled teeth on show

"if you don't get your disgusting hands off me you  leprechaun  looking  motherfucker  I'll gouge  your eye out" I gritted out  boiling with anger

"I like to see you try cagna (bitch ) " he said with a smug grin squeezing  my ass more while running his tongue across his lips without a second thought I push my index finger in his eye with speed and with more Force I pluck his eye out his socket his scream in agony  echoed within the mansion causing everyone to gasp and some to scream he fell on the ground blood spurting from his eye rolling from left to right holding his eye while others rush to aid him

"il mio occhio !! "  (My eye !!)

"my fucking eye !"

  "Hold him still  !" someone shouted

  I started to step back slowly out of instinct  "grab that mongrel bitch " he declared loudly in pure anger while some aid him to stop the bleeding  I saw a guy grab a butcher knife and then when it happened they all ran after me I did the only thing I didn't need to think of I fucking ran for my

life.









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