
I belong to five mobsters
Williane Kassia · Completed · 112.8k Words
Introduction
A young woman who is unaware of her own power unknowingly attracts the affection of five mobsters. It's not intentional on her part, as she doesn't realize the feelings are mutual, given her own attraction to them.
These five men are completely possessive and infatuated with her. She can't deny her feelings for them, even though she is just an ordinary maid.
However, to them, she is more than just a maid.
She is their woman, their princess.
Chapter 1
Hello readers, I want to apologize if the story has errors, it's because I don't speak English, so there may be errors. I'm sorry, I'm trying to learn English, I'm from Brazil. I'm sorry, I hope you like the story.
Elizabeth.
I'm terrified of annoying my bosses, especially the brothers Christopher and Lorenzo, because they don't tolerate much noise when they focus on work. If someone makes noise, something terrible will happen to that person. I am still determining what it is, but I do my best to stay on the right path and have no intention of finding out. They work on some illegal stuff, and I'm not interested in asking about it, so I'd rather keep it a secret.
I've been working at the mansion for five months. I am very happy that they immediately hired me, as I lived in an orphanage and have no professional experience. But I am grateful to them for giving me this great opportunity. However, there is something that I find very strange. There are other maids in the house, and I am the only person allowed to enter their rooms to clean, which is bizarre. Besides being very tiring, I'm always going up and down stairs.
The other maids at the mansion hate me for thinking I'm their favorite, for having free access to the rooms and, consequently, for touching their belongings. However, there is another rule that confuses me. It seems that if any person in the house approaches or talks to me, he will be punished. Until now, I still don't know why. I often ask myself this question, but unfortunately, I don't have the answer.
07:50, Mr. Thompson's Mansion, New York, USA.
"Elizabeth! What are you doing? Do your work!" I'm startled by Dona Vânia's scream.
"Excuse me, ma'am, I'm on my way. "I speak softly and bow my head in respect to her, walking towards Sir Thomas's room.
Ah, I just remembered the main rule of this house: Never, ever look the mansion's owners in the face if you want to stay alive. Dona Vânia said that, once, a maid died after looking at the face of one of her bosses. I don't want to die, so I try not to make them mad.
I go into Mr. Thomas's room to make it to his bed. I take off the sheets and pillows, place them on the small sofa in the room, smooth the bed with the same sheets and cover the mattress, leaving it well organized as I always do. I take the rolled-up sheets, fold them onto the bed, and return the pillows.
"All ready." I smile.
I go to the bathroom to wash the dirty clothes from the basket. This routine of going up and down is so tiring that sometimes I want to talk to them about it, but they are scary, and I don't want to die.
I hear some murmurs as I pass through the kitchen, which leads to the laundry area.
"Look girls, if it's not the bosses' favorite" who is, Victoria says to tease me, as she always does.
She is a beautiful young woman, tall, has a well-defined body, her hair is red and her eyes are green. She is very pretty, but she is a very annoying snake, always on my back along with the other employees.
"It's about to start." I sigh.
"I believe she continues to get closer to her bosses in return…" I don't even let her finish.
"Look here, Valeria, first of all, I'm not like you, who wants to sleep with the boss to become a housewife. Secondly, I am still a virgin and I intend to lose my virginity to someone I love. So stop spouting your venom at me because I'm not in the mood for snakes at my feet. Now, excuse me."
I leave them talking alone and walk to the service area. I take Mr. Thomas's dirty clothes and put them piece by piece in the washing machine. Then I press the button to fill the machine, add three bars of soap, close the lid and leave the service area. The good thing about the washing machine is that, while it is filling, it does everything else by itself; I don't even need to wait.
I leave the kitchen without looking at them and go back to Thomas' room to finish the rest. Later, I enter Boss Alex's room, pleased that his room is one of the tidiest in the house. My only job is to wash the dirty clothes from the hamper.
Today, the bosses left the mansion very early; they had something very important to attend to.
"Elizabeth, I've been trying to get your attention for two minutes." What a fright.
Quickly, I look at the floor.
"I apologize, Mr. Christopher, I didn't hear." I say, looking at his expensive shoes.
"I noticed, but you don't need to worry about it. Did you see any black folders in Thomas's room? Did you see them?"
"No, sir. I just cleaned Mr. Thomas's room and didn't see any folders; I'm sorry." I say, still looking at his shoes.
"Everything is good." I feel his hand caress my hair.
"If you find the black folder, call us." He speaks softly.
"Yes, sir." He takes his hand out of my hair and walks away; I hear his footsteps walking away from me, letting out a sigh of relief.
I place my hand on my chest, listening to my heart beat fast.
That was close.
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