Maid for the Mafia Boss

Sitting upright, I was drinking the water that was on a nightstand beside the bed. I’m still at the infirmary and Katie said that tomorrow I could go back to work.

It’s getting boring here, though. Even though Keian visits here everyday and literally does his works.

Yesterday, I was surprised when he came in my room early in the morning followed by one of his men carrying tons of paperwork.

I kept looking at him as he sat on the couch here in the room. He’s busy reading all those papers. That’s what he always does anyway.

His hair is a mess and he never bothered combing it. Aside from working here in the infirmary, he also sleeps in here. Actually, he sleeps right beside me. That man isn’t ashamed! He’s even got the nerves to ask me to give space. The bed is too small for two people, geez!

I sighed. Even though he’s here, he’s still quiet and was always busy. What am I suppose to say to him? What? Gossip?

Keian looked up at me matching with one eyebrow raised.

“Do you want to help?” He asked as he diverted his gaze back to the paper.

I can’t help but look at the stash of papers on the coffee table right in front of him and frowned.

“No thanks.” He went silent and resumed on his job.

“Why don’t you try taking a break from work?” He gave me a cold stare as he ignored my question.

I sighed once again. This man is so workaholic. Why can’t he just ask his men to do those for him???

“Felix,” I looked up to him as I heard him call Felix. I looked around, fearing that he might be talking to someone I can’t see. Was it me who he was talking to?

The door opened and in came Felix. He flashed a smile at me before facing Keian and bowed.

“Maître.” Keian gestured for him to come closer and whispered something in his ear.

Felix nodded and quickly went out of the room. This got me confused as to what Keian told him.

Yesterday, my patients in the ward came to visit me. They apologized that they didn’t notice the man who entered the headquarters yet they were so near. For sure, Kei scolded them real bad.

Of course I told them that it’s fine. Manang’s room is a bit far from them and they wouldn’t hear anything happening from that room.

And of course, manang is still in a coma, still it’s good thing that nothing bad happened to her. She wasn’t at all affected when that guy strangled her with the whip. It’s a fortunate moment that I came.

I sighed for the third time. I glanced at my phone and the boredom is literally making me crazy. I wanted to work! I’m not used to lying down all day or sitting all night. My wound aren’t that painful anymore.

I thought of scrolling through my gallery and look at the pictures of me and Brylle. I haven’t told them that I’m recovering at the moment since they will worry for sure and worse, they might force themselves to come here. I don’t know if I should feel guilty or feel light now that I didn’t let them worry about me.

The door opened once again and Kuya Felix entered carrying… a guitar?!ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

My eyes widened as the guitar was given to Keian.

“You may go.”Felix bowed before leaving. I blinked at my companion in disbelief as to why he had to ask someone to bring him the guitar.

“Munchkin” While in the state of shock, I was stopped at the word that just came out of his mouth. He was just looking at me.

What!??? Munchkin?!

“W-What?” A smirk crossed his lips.

“Munchkin, what song would you like me to play?” There goes the call name again. Is he literally calling me munchkin? Not that the name is cute but in his masculine form…

“Wait! Munchkin?!” His smirk got wider.

“I think it suits you if I call you munchkin.” My jaw dropped. Keiranz Andrew Marques, saying munchkin!

“Keian, munchkin? I never knew that’s in your vocabulary.” He rolled his eyes at me.

“What? You don’t like it?” I shrugged.

“I don’t know, I think that munchkin isn’t as good as it sounds. It’ll be better if you use other nicknames. Like babe or…” I fell silent as I realized there’s seriously something wrong with what I just said. His smirk got even wider as he stares at me, amused.

I covered my mouth, indulging the words I just said. What the heck, Nassandra!

“Oh, so it’s okay for me to call you nicknames? Like babe, gorgeous, princess, honey, baby.” He enumerated all the possible nicknames he could think of and even said the last word in a husky voice. And for me, I actually liked the way he said baby.

Huh!??? Nassandra! You’re out of yourself again!

“U-Uhmm,” I don’t know what to do to wipe out all the shameful things I just said.

He was smirking as he comes closer to my bed till he made his face near mine.

“It’s alright. I’ll just call you munchkin or baby.” The moment he whispered baby sent shivers down my spine. Ughhh!

I quietly stared into his eyes. His face became serious as he also stared right at me.

I don’t know but I just felt our faces inches from each other until our lips met in unison. His lips are so soft.

It wasn’t long since we distanced ourselves immediately. Somehow it was a peck of a kiss. He looks at me with a serious look in his eyes.

“Nassandra,” he whispers. That’s where I was brought back to reality and immediately scooted away from him. I feel so red like a perfectly riped tomato.

“U-Uhmmm. Ahh. Ehh.” I stuttered so nervously that I couldn’t find the guts to look at him so I just roamed my eyes around the room. Anywhere but him.

He stood up properly, still locking his eyes on me.

Grinning as he sat at the end of the bed, he fixed the guitar on his lap.

He glanced at me before focusing his eyes on the guitar and started to play the chords.

As he plucked the strings, I heard the into of Can’t Help Falling In Love. I just observed him as he’s actually very good in playing the instrument.

He was just looking at his guitar till his face changed expression.

He suddenly looks at me and started singing. He even catched me looking at him.

( Play Moira Dela Torre and Jason’s cover of Can’t Help Falling In Love)

“Wise men say,

Only fools rush in,”

His voice is so beautiful, I could listen to him forever.

“But I can’t help…”

He was just looking at me with his face full of emotions. Very far from the mafia boss that everyone knew him to be.

“Falling in love, with you…”

I gasped as I felt his emotions. He’s so serious playing that guitar. He’s quite charming himself.

Uhm what?

I suddenly had the urge to sing along. I really like singing and music. I became busy that’s why I never got to pursue music. It’s been years since I heard a guitar playing.

The second verse came up and I started singing after him.

“Take…”

“Take…”

“My”

“My”

“Hand”

“Hand”

He looked shock at my sudden second voice but in the end, he smiled.

“Take my whole life too…”

We were just staring at each other. Feeling every word and lyrics of the song. Our voices are also bouncing around the room in echo.

“For I…”

“I…”

“Can’t…”

“Can’t…”

“Help…”

“Help”

I can’t stop myself from crying at the emotion I am feeling right now. It’s like everything’s come back to me, everything I’ve been through with Brylle.

“Falling in love… with you.”

His eyebrows furrowed at the sight of tears coming from my eyes. I just laughed since I look like a lunatic, crying over a song.

“Like a river flows,

Surely to the sea,

Darling, so it goes,

Some things are meant to be…”

I let him sing as I was busy wiping the tears from my face. His voice is so beautiful.

“Take…”

“Take…”

“My”

“My”

“Hand”

“Hand”

I returned to look at him and saw he was consistently looking at me from the beginning of his song. I smiled to which he gladly returns.

“Take my whole life too…”

I took a deep breath to calm myself down from crying so hard.

“For I…”

“I…”

“Can’t…”

“Can’t…”

“Help…”

“Help”

“Falling in love…with you.”

He raised a brow at me which made me laugh.

“For I…”

“I…”

“Can’t…”

“Can’t…”

“Help… Falling in love with…you.”

As the song ended, he immediately places his guitar on the bed and held both of my cheeks.

“Why are you crying, munchkin?” I laughed. There he goes again with that nickname.

“Nothing.” His eyebrows creased and wiped another tear from my eye.

“You have a great voice.” He compliments with a straight face. I just flashed a smile at him.

“You too, you’re also great at playing the guitar.” Later a wide smile crossed his face.

Again, our faces are inches from each other as we just starred into each other’s eyes. He’s so close…

*Ting*

We distanced ourselves as we both looked at his smartwatch.

I saw Zeke was calling. He glared at the watch and plugs in the earpiece that came along with the smartwatch. How nice. That must be expensive.

“What?” He irritatedly asked. I didn’t got to hear what Zeke was saying but this made Keian more irritated.

“We are doing something and you interrupted us, idiot.” He looks at me who was just watching him curiously.

“It’s not what you think, bastard. Stop that, what is it?” His expression changed into something cold.

“Okay… We’ll be there.” He ended the call and looked back to me.