That Hidden Mafia (Under Revision)

Prologue

Surrounded by mysteries, hidden secrets, and untrustworthy individuals, I must be cautious. I shouldn't blindly trust those who trust me more than I do. I might fall into a trap... I need to uncover the enigma within these walls. It's time to expose those pretending to be innocent.

Not everyone here has good intentions or genuine faces, so I must be vigilant. Courage, not fear, should define me," I whispered, facing Ronaldo's portrait.

For me, Ronaldo isn't the only threat. Opponents don't give in easily. To survive, I must outsmart them. My foe is worse than the devil; I need to rely on intellect, not connections.

"Courageous people fear their flaws, not weaknesses." This mantra echoes in my mind.

This isn't just a game; it's retaliation against those who wronged us irreparably. Don't believe everything; they might manipulate you.

I recall my father's words. When I tried calling James, he didn't answer. Even my father was unreachable. Without James, I dared not enter the basement, hidden with secrets, where I might get caught.

Frustrated, I dialed repeatedly. When I finally reached my father, I shared my discoveries. "Daddy, I know how to access the basement."

Emboldened, I sought to uncover secrets. My hands trembled, and cold sweat dripped as I found scattered photos. I wondered what they signified. As I examined them, my lips parted, and my eyes widened.

I remembered fellow servants suddenly quitting and vanishing. One morning, only the mayordoma and I remained. Seizing the opportunity, I entered Ramonez's room, searching for clues. Beforehand, I disabled CCTV cameras near Kael's and Ronaldo's rooms.

My eyes widened as I saw the papers - an agreement between my father and Ronaldo. I wondered if they had made a deal before things escalated. I quickly took photos of the documents, fearful of being caught and exposed as a Mafia member and Ronaldo's enemy's daughter.

As I exited, I hid behind the stairs, hearing Ronaldo's loud voice on his phone. "Find A.V within the Del Mundo Organization and bring them to me!" He was searching for me.

Breathing heavily, I texted my father, "Dad, they're looking for me. Do something." My hands trembled.

Ronaldo continued, "Find his daughter and bring her to me! She's the only heir. Ensure she's alive."

When Ramonez ascended the stairs, I swiftly entered the servants' quarters, changed into my uniform, and grabbed a broom to head to the 3rd floor.

"Good morning, sir," I greeted Ramonez.

He nodded, eyes widening at the broken CCTV. "What the hell! Who damaged this?!"

His guards approached to investigate.

"Anaya, check Kael's room," Ramonez ordered.

I went to the 4th floor, followed by Ronaldo. His guards began searching the mansion.

"Sir, sira rin po eh," I said innocently.

"My god! There must be an intruder. Call someone to fix this," Ronaldo instructed his guards.

Once Ramonez left, I smiled secretly. I discovered his bodyguards were spies from my father.

"I thought Ramonez was clever? He panicked over a broken CCTV," I chuckled, wearing an earpiece to communicate with allies.

I planned my next move, though my conscience protested. I needed to find the dismissed servants, hoping some survived.

I eyed a locked room on the 3rd floor, noticing it for the first time. I reached for the doorknob but retreated as Ronaldo approached.

I encountered Kael, his face emotionless. He passed me without a glance, leaving me feeling heavy-hearted. Moments later, he pulled me into his room.

"I missed you so much," he whispered, trembling as he hugged me.