Maid for the Mafia Boss

“He’s dead. Trikj killed him.” I nodded.

“Then let’s get out of here.”

“No! Just run! I might just slow you down!” Out of annoyance, I slapped him on the face real hard.

He looked at me with disbelief written all over his face.

“What?! You think I’m the only one who’s got someone to take care of?! Brylle is your son and he’s still alive. His mother is Aedin and both of you have to make up those five years of your absence in his life. You think I wouldn’t be sad once you’d be dead because I left you here?! After almost seven years we met again and now you want me to leave you. You’re my best friend! Whatever you did as long as you realized and regretted it, I’d forgive you in a heartbeat. So don’t you f—ing tell me to leave you alone. Because without you, I’ll be alone, too!” He threw a glare at me.

“You are not alone, Nass! A lot of people love you!”

“Does life have to depend on the number of people loving you?! So what if you’re just with one person. So what if a lot of people love you? Don’t be selfish, Diego. They might’ve hated you. But I’m still here so don’t tell me to leave you…” I rested my head on his shoulder.

A tear rolled down my cheek but I know it didn’t come from my eyes.

I turned to Diego who’s now sobbing.

“Thank you, Nass.” I wiped away his tears and nodded.

“Try to stand up and don’t weigh yourself! You’re just giving me a hard time.” He slightly laughed and raised an arm.

I grabbed his hand and helped him stand.

*boom!* I felt burning from my back which caused me to stumble down on the floor along with Diego.

“Ahhh!” He oozed in pain.

Shit. We might not make it…

I closed my eyes as I felt something burning on my back.

“Mama!” I heard Brylle’s voice. He’s scared and all I wanted to do was to hug him tight.

“It’s okay, baby. I know that your Tito Kei will take good care of you…” I closed my eyes as I heard another sound of an explosion.

It’s funny that the last face of a person that I saw in my mind was none other than Keian’s face with his signature cold expression…

Third Person’s POV

“We are coming out, over.” As the others heard Maxence’s words, they turned in the direction of the underground facilities.

While Clara and Katie are inside the car, Devon is by a tree along with the other snipers.

Inside the house were Erick and Steven who are now running for their lives to get out, aware that the bombs they just planted around the place are about to blow up any second now.

Whereas Zeke, Laiza, and Theo were at the backyard of the house together, shooting those of Maximo’s men who might bring them trouble anytime.

Zeke got a glimpse of Maxence who’s now carrying Brylle and Dale was assisting a very weak Kei in his arms.

“Max. Bring Brylle in Katie’s car.” He nodded and went out of the gate.

Zeke goes over to Dale and helped him carry Kei on the other side.

“Who got you out?” Zeke questions Keian but he doesn’t respond. Then he turns to Dale.

“It’s Nassandra.” Zeke looked shocked.

It’s been a few days since he hasn’t seen Nassandra and as she left the mansion, he had a feeling that the girl will go to Gaius.

He wasn’t sure but he felt what Nassandra was up to.

“What happened?” Asked Kei in a flat tone.

“We arrived here and the security is not as tough as we thought. After that, we discovered that Gaius had a lot of men who also wanted to take him down and kill him.” Kei’s expression darkened and Dale’s jaw tightened.

“Maximo’s alive,” Dale stated.

The three looked surprised upon hearing this.

“What?! How? We saw him die! We were also the ones who buried him!” Laiza shrieked.

“We don’t know. But we know he’s alive and we saw him. He’s an old hag but he has an underdog who’s doing things for him.”

“Maybe it’s not him,” Theo said.

“No. His presence is unforgettable. I know it’s him.” Everyone turned to Keian and for a moment there was silence.

“Sniper to Rider. Someone’s coming out, no firearms. Looks like men that have nothing to do with Il Massimo Impero.” Upon hearing what Devon said, Zeke turned to where Maxence had come out from and there stood almost twenty people going out.

They stopped as they saw Zeke’s group.

“It’s okay… We will not harm you.” Zeke goes to them.

Some of them sighed while the others let out a smile.

“Prisoners,” Zeke mumbled.

“Is everyone here? No one was left or wounded?” Zeke, Dale, Laiza, Theo, and especially Kei froze when they heard the voice.

The all so familiar voice.

Behind the group of people standing together, the six mafia men focused their eyes on a tall young man who went upfront.

Zeke took a step back as he saw the man that was standing in front of him.

Is Kuya Kayden’s ghost haunting me?

That was the thought that came to Zeke’s mind.

Because his friend’s brother is ACTUALLY the man before his very eyes.

“Oh wow. Looks like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

“W-Wait. Are you a ghost?” Zeke asked nervously.

Kayden chuckled at what he heard.

“No. I’m real. And yes, I’m alive. I have been Maximo’s prisoner for almost four years. I’m not dead.” Upon hearing this, Zeke ultimately goes over to hug him.

Sounds gay but he doesn’t care.

“Oh. I miss you too, Nic.”

“Shut up.”

He draws away and the others followed to welcoming Kayden.

“Kei. It’s Kayden.” Zeke told Kei whose eyes are just on the house.

“Where’s Nass?”

“Huh?” Zeke went closer to him because he couldn’t clearly hear what his friend is trying to say.

The others started noticing Kei.

“Where is Nassandra?” Kayden shifted his eyes to Keian who’s sitting on the grass, weak all over.

“Kei…”

“Where is Nassandra?!” The volume of his voice increased as he asked.

“Kayden?” As Steven and Erick arrived, they were obviously shocked at what they are seeing right now.

“She said she had somewhere to go to.” Kei clenched his fists and threatened to stand up.

“Kei! Your injuries!” He ignores Laiza’s statement and walked back to the house like a slow turtle. Wishing that the good-for-nothing pain would just disappear.

“I’ll go find her.” Kayden tried to stop his brother and their eyes met after so many years.

“No. It’s dangerous.” Keian furrowed his eyebrows.

“I don’t give a f— whether it’s dangerous or not!”

“She’s coming back.” Judging Kayden’s tone, it was as if he was definitely sure that Nassandra will be back.

And that reason alone made Keian stop.

“10 seconds till the first bomb explode.” All of them heard that warning from their earpiece.

“We have to get out of here!” The men started running away from the house.

Keian’s eyes widened and he attempts to run back to the house once again.

“Kei!”

“F*ck!” He cursed as he tripped on the grassy field.

He tried his best to crawl. Despite his injuries almost literally killing him.

His heart was beating frantically and all he could do was to hope that Nassandra would immediately get out from that house’s door and run away from harm.

“Kei. Let’s go. Once the first bomb explodes, the others will follow.” Kei tries to get out of Zeke’s grip and stood up.

“No. Nass is still inside!”

“Kei…” Zeke sadly says.

“Help me. Nic. Help me find her.”

“I know. But we have to get out of here.”

“5 seconds.” The bombs that they just set up in the whole place are those kinds that can’t be defused… One of Marques Manufacturing’s.

“Sh8t. Kei. Come on.” Zeke looked at his friend who still tries to stand and walk.

“Nass.”

“3 seconds…”

“F*ck.” Zeke had no other choice but to carry Keian and run away.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

But their bodies landed on the ground as a bomb fired away. Then others followed suit.

With his body turned upside down, Kei felt the heat that the bomb just caused.

A few seconds later, the whole house was on fire including the grass that surrounded it.

“Oh god,” Zeke mumbled while recovering from the bomb’s impact.

The rocks where Kei had stumbled upon are filled with his blood.

Keian bit his lip to prevent himself from letting out a cry.

He was crying real hard.

His chest felt so heavy and all of his emotions are being brought out through his cries.

He never cried like this before.

Feelings are full of sadness, anger, and guilt…

With his hands around the rocks, he gripped it like it’s just a bedsheet.

He tightens the hold on the rock even though he could feel it burry through his palms.

“Nass…”

He closed his eyes and saw in his mind the figure of the woman.