The mafia clumsy maid

Thedeal

The Deal

{At the Cassano mansion}

Alessia's heart raced as she gazed around the grand foyer of the Cassano mansion, the soft glow of crystal chandeliers illuminating the lavish furnishings. The walls were adorned with Intricate frescoes, while the marble floor shimmered like polished ice, its gleam reflecting the soft light.

She has served the Cassano family since birth, but today marks her freedom.

Alessia's heart swelled with excitement as she whispered to Tyla, ‘'Finally, I'm leaving this mansion!'’ She had waited for this moment for what felt like an eternity. Memories of her past flooded her mind, reminding her of the debt her father had left behind and the cruel fate that had befallen her family.

As a child, Alessia had witnessed the brutal car accident that took her parents' lives. Her father, a mafia member, had been embroiled in a world of violence and crime. And though Mr. Cassano had saved her from a life of slavery, and the trauma of her past still lingered.

Alessia's thoughts were filled with sorrow as she remembered her mother's gentle touch and kind smile. She had been an innocent victim, caught in the crossfire of her father's dark world. The pain of her loss still felt like an open wound, one that Alessia feared would never fully heal.

But today marked a new beginning. Alessia was finally free to leave the Cassano mansion and start anew. She took a deep breath, letting the excitement wash over her once more. 'I'm really doing this, Tyla,' she whispered, a smile spreading across her face. 'I'm finally starting my new life.'"

“Don’t get too excited yet, who knows Mr. Cassano can change his mind. You know you are his favorite” Tyla said, dropping the plate in the sink.

“No, I don't think he will be changing his mind. He was the one that decided about this. I don't think he will change his mind just like that, he must have given it a lot of thought before deciding.

“Can you help me give this to Capobranco please? As you can see, I’m very busy" Tyla said, handing a cup of coffee to Alessia and giving her those pleading eyes.

“What! No I can’t do that. You know, we were never on good terms and I don’t like his cold attitude. I wonder where he got it from because Mr Cassano is a very nice person” Alessia said, rolling her eyes, the thought of her jamming the devil sends shivers down her spine.

“He is not around now, just keep it in his room, that's all,” Tyla said, holding Alessia's hand.

Alessia has a doubt about this, but her second mind is telling her to just do it, what’s there since he is not even in the room.

“Bring it." Allesia said, collecting the cup of coffee from Tyla and heading upstairs to the capobranco room.

She stops at the front of the door, before taking a deep breath then heading inside.

As she entered the room, Alessia was enveloped by the warm, woody scent of Vincenzo's cologne, a subtle blend of cedar and bergamot that lingered in the air, making her heart race.

The room was all dark as usual. She wondered how a normal human being lives like this? she sighs before walking over to his centre table, placing the coffee there close to his laptop. Instead of her leaving, something on the laptop caught her eyes.

“YOU NEED TO GET MARRIED BEFORE NEXT WEEK VINCENZO”.

She couldn’t believe what she just read, what will now happen if he fails to get married before that next week she thought.

Vincenzo is under the bathtub deep in thought. How could they tell him to get married before next week?

How do they expect him to find a bride when he is not even in love with anybody? Marriage was the last thing on his list right now. That’s when he heard footsteps entering his room. He wondered who had the guts to enter his room without even knocking. He tied his towel around his waist and got out of the bathtub only to find that clumsy maid he always hated staring at his laptop .

“What do you think you are doing?” Vencinzo asked, staring at Alessia who stood there like she had seen some type of ghost.

“You no I hate repeating myself right?” he said, stroking his head.

Alessia gaze lingered on Vincenzo chiselled features, her mind racing with a mix of fascination and trepidation

“I....” she trailed not knowing what to say. This man is stunningly handsome, with a strong, chiselled jawline and piercing blue eyes. His dark hair was wet with some drop of water dripping from it. He has a small scar above his left eyebrow, which only adds to his rugged charm.

She was still admiring the hot figure in front of her, forgetting about the s**t she just put herself into.

Why does this girl have to keep getting on my nerves? Vincenzo swears under his breath.

“Have you starred finish?'' Vincenzo's question was what brought her back to life, he walked towards her while she kept on going backward till she hit the wall. They were so close to each other in the way they could feel each other's heart beat.

“I’m sorry” Alessia said, her heart beating crazily against her chest. What has she got herself into? This is all tyla fault.

“Sorry huh?” Vincenzo asked. She couldn’t read his emotions right now. Is he mad at her for banging in his room without knocking or for looking at this laptop?

Vincenzo drew her from the waist, holding her tightly to himself.

“Why did you keep on doing this to me?” he whispered in her ear, his voice having changed the same with the look on his face. What exactly is going on Alessia thought..

He immediately let go of her after coming back to his senses.

“Get out," he said, walking towards his laptop to close it.

Immediately she saw him bending over to close his laptop, her curiosity got the better of her. Is he really getting married and why? All this question, she needed their answer, so she decided to see what happened by using her psychic ability. She immediately walked over and touched his butt.

Vincenzo's eyes were stung wide open, immediately he felt her hand on his butt. He has caught her so many times, touching people’s butt and was so curious about why she was doing that. Is she really a pervert but she doesn’t look like one, but he never thought that she could try touching him too, because of her fear of him.

Vincenzo forcefully removed her hand, forgetting that it was the same hand he used in holding his towel, while bending over to close his laptop. As a result of this action his towel fell down immediately. Both of them stared at each other in shock.

Alessia was staring at the monster in front of her. She couldn’t help but wonder how something like this could fit in a small hole like hers, she and her wild imagination as usual.

Vincenzo immediately picked the towel on the floor and tied it to where it was before that’s when Alessia came back to her senses.

She immediately ran away from his room before he could even speak a word with her heart breathing crazily.

Vincenzo's intense gaze followed her.

“What did she just see over there? God, I hope I’m just dreaming. Oh lord, Mr Vincenzo is definitely going to kill me.” She was to leave the mansion the next morning but after what happened she immediately started packing her luggage to leave right away. She was still packing. That's when someone she never expected to barge in her room.

Vincenzo was all dressed in a black suit and standing in front of her.

“Where did you think you were going?” Vincenzo asked with a smirk.

“I..” hmm she cleared her throat.

“I have been set free today" she said calmly.

“Really” vincenzo said, closing the door with the key before heading to her bed and sitting down.

“What is he trying to do now? Oh, God! I’m finished”. She cursed under her breath and immediately went down on her knees.

“I’m sorry sir, I really didn’t mean what I did early. Please sir, forgive me" she said with tears, full in her eyes.

“If you want me to forgive you, you have to tell me why you always go around touching people’s butts”, Vincenzo said.

Alessia looked shocked because she wasn’t expecting this question from him. Was he having his eyes on her all this while? She keep asking herself those questions.

“You have to tell me the truth. If not, there is no way I’m going to forgive you” he said, this time with an angry tone .

How can she tell this man that she has psychic abilities when she knows he won’t believe her the way others do?

“Sir I’m a psychic” Alessia said, biting her lips at the end with ties rolling from her beautiful eyes down to her chubby chicks.

Vincenzo has heard a lot about this psychic, but he never believes he will come across one.

“Sir, please, you have to believe me. I have never for once used it against anyone, trust me” she said, pleading, hoping he would believe her.

There is no way he is letting this opportunity pass him; he needs her!

Vincenzo's eyes narrowed as he gazed at Alessia, his mind racing with the possibilities. He needed her psychic abilities to finally take down Don Masco, the rival mafia boss who had humiliated him five years ago. The memory of that defeat still burned within him, fueling his desperation for revenge.

But there was more to it than just vengeance. Vincenzo had a personal vendetta against Alessia's family, who he believed had wronged him in the past. Marrying her would be a calculated move, allowing him to keep her abilities in check while also gaining a strategic advantage over his enemies.

And yet, as he watched Alessia's fiery spirit and determination, he felt an unsettling sense of obsession creeping in. He wanted to possess her, to control her powers and keep her by his side. The thought sent a thrill through his veins, mixed with a hint of unease.

“Let’s make a deal. You are going to marry me after a year. We are getting a divorce”, Vincenzo said calmly.

Alessia couldn’t believe what she had just heard, what came over the capobranco to strike this kind of deal with her?