The next morning, I found myself once again standing at the doorstep of the infamous Mafia, a group known for its ruthlessness and heartlessness. My heart raced as I rang the bell, but when the door swung open, a familiar servant greeted me with a polite smile.
"Oh, Miss Stacey, please come in."
I stepped inside, noticing immediately that the mansion felt different today. The tense, watchful atmosphere from yesterday had softened, as if everyone now understood I was no threat to them or their boss. As I moved to take a seat, a voice behind me stopped me cold.
It was him.
"You're punctual. I appreciate that," Vince's voice was calm but commanding. "Our mission starts in two days, so you'll stay in the mansion until it's done."
His words hit me like a wave. "Wait—sir, do you realize what you're asking? You could've at least told me in advance that—"
He cut me off without a second thought. "No need to bring anything. You'll be provided for here. If there's something truly important, my men will retrieve it for you."
His tone brooked no argument. Before I could protest further, Vince had already turned away, barking orders at the servants as he strode off. His decisiveness was unsettling, and within moments, I was being led to my room. It was clear everything had been meticulously arranged, down to the smallest detail, like I had unknowingly become a part of his world, a chess piece moved by his unseen hand.
The room was spacious, more luxurious than I'd anticipated, but there was no comfort in the opulence. Food was brought to me, dishes laid out as if someone had already known my tastes and preferences. I thanked the servants, though my voice felt distant. It was surreal—being thrust into this cold, calculated life, a house where danger lurked in every corner, yet I was treated like a guest in the belly of the beast.
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RomanceA ruthless mafia meets a female mafia girl disguised as a CEO by mission BUT the girl gets obsessed with HIM.
