Maid for the Mafia Boss

“It’s just a sprain, no broken bones or anything.” I smiled at Katie as a ‘thank you’ and struggled to walk towards the seat I was sitting on earlier while Katie was on her place.

Zeke lets out a sigh in relief while Keian held my hand as he expresses his gratitude to Katie.

“Welcome, Kei.” She sweetly says. Keian smirks a bit at this.

“Okay, let’s start.” All of a sudden everyone’s expressions shifted into seriousness. Even Maxence diverted his gaze away from his phone.

“Do you have any additional info about Diego Evans?” Keian asked everyone in the room.

“Uhmmm” We all turned to Clara who raised her hand.

Her eyes widened and she cleared her throat while all of our eyes are on her.

“I researched some info, I also hacked into every database that I can enter and based on what I knew, he surprisingly disappeared at the age of 16 and any records of him had vanished. But, I managed to discover his birth certificate and old records of him when he was a child.” Zeke’s eyebrows creased at what his sister just said.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, the vanished records that I was saying were the time when he is Diego Evans.”

“He is still Diego Evans now,” Steven stated with his brows raised.

My heart suddenly raced like crazy, seems like I know where this is going.

“Right. But before he is Gaius Samiano.”

“What?!” I blurted which made everyone turn to me.

“Why? You don’t know that, Nassandra? He’s your best friend, right?” Dale asks while smirking which I tried hard not to throw a glare.

“Dale,” He raised both his hands in the air as Keian muttered his name.

“Wait, as in Gaius Marius? Or Gaius Julius Caesar?” Asked Devon.

“Yes, Kuya Devon. Gaius.” Clara replied to him.

“What? I like history. His name is cool, though.” He reasoned as we looked at Devon.

I can’t believe that the Diego that I’ve known since 6 years old is not revealing his true identity.

Maybe he doesn’t know. Perhaps the name he grew up with was really Diego.

“Nass. Can you tell us, how did you know Evans?” I looked at Zeke and nodded.

“I was around 5 or 6 years old when I first saw him. I found him behind a wall and when I asked him why he was whimpering, he said he was scolded by his mother. Ever since that day, I always accompany him because I always wanted to have a friend since my brother was busy at school and my parents didn’t like exposing me to a large crowd.” I explained.

“Is that the truth? Maybe you’re hiding something from us.” This time, I flashed Dale a deathly glare.

“What’s your problem? You’ve been so mean to me ever since we met.” I got even more annoyed when he smirked.

“Uh-uh. That is wrong, babe. You’re just a maid here. You also have no right to treat me that way.” I clenched my fists and controlled myself not to dash him down.

A lot of things are messing up my head especially that I’ve remembered that stupid past of mine that’s why I’m acting this way. I don’t care if I’m just a maid.

“Oh just shut up, Dale.” Said Zeke.

This just made the smirk on his face growing wider.

“But—” Everyone fell silent as we heard Keian preparing his gun and directly pointed it at Dale.

“You will not talk to my girlfriend that way again. She’s not just a maid and is already part of us. You’re the one who told her in the first place that we’re a mafia, right?” He darkly said.

The smirk on Dale’s face disappeared and was replaced by obvious fear in his eyes.

“Look, I’m—-” Dale was about to speak again but he spoke to keep his mouth shut because of Keian’s darker expression.

“I don’t care if you are my friend or an important part of this mafia. I have to kill you if I have to.”

My eyes widened and look at our other companions in the room.

It’s either they got their heads lowered or they’re avoiding their gazes away from the scene that’s currently happening.

Even though I was furious at Dale earlier, of course, I didn’t want to see him get shot right in front of me. And I will never let Kei shoot his friend.

So what I did was to hold the end of the gun to cover its mouth if ever Keian thinks about shooting and looked into his eyes.

“Keian,” I softly called his name.

It was as if he didn’t hear anything and was just staring at Dale.

I sighed and scooted my hand closer to his.

“Keiranz,” I muttered out again.

At last, he turned to me and his dark expression instantly disappeared.

Together we placed the gun down on the table and I held his hand tight.

He slightly turned to me and mouthed a ‘thank you.’

Then he turns back to Dale.

“Sorry.” He said. Dale heaves out a sigh and nods.

“I’m sorry, too.”

My head turned sideways as I saw Zeke, Steven, Katie, and Theo smiling while the others were in a state of shock.

“Do you really know nothing about your friend’s true identity, Nass?” Zeke returns the topic so I looked at him and shook my head.

“We may be close, but he doesn’t like opening up to me. I also didn’t know why he vanished when we were 16 years old.” Zeke clasped his hands together as he thought.

“Then why did he become Diego Evans?” He asked his sister.

“Hmmm, maybe he was adopted? I’m not sure but I’ll try to find more data.”

“It’s sufficient, at least we had additional info about our enemy.” Everyone agreed with Keian’s statement.

He sighed and his face became more serious.

“Now, about what happened at the mall. The last time that we had a meeting, it was chaos. Let’s discuss it again.” He says with authority.

“Yes, maître.” My eyes widened as everyone spoke in chorus.

“Devon,” The latter stood up and distributed folders to each one of us, including me.

“Each person in that folder is identified through our security cameras. They are not discreet and it seems like they showed their faces on purpose or as if they really want to be identified. Anyone familiar to you all?”

I flipped the pages one by one and read the information about the men in the folder. Even those who are wearing sunglasses are being identified.

“Some are our previous men who are fired or left simultaneously.” Katie stated.

“True. I think they joined forces against our mafia.”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“But they were the ones who made mistakes that’s why we fired them, right?” Steven asked, confused. Devon turns to him and nodded.

“But what if from the start, ever since they joined your mafia, they really had the plan to tear you down?” They all turned to me as I spoke.

Uh-oh, I got to say what’s on my mind…

I sighed, “Hold on, what do you guys do, exactly. Do you steal? Or smuggle?” My eyes widened when a bad idea crossed my mind.

“Don’t tell me you sell or trade people!” I said out loud with a matching shocked face.

I certainly wish that’s not what they do.

I gasped as almost everyone turned to me with a vicious glare.

Wow, the pressure, though.

“We buy illegal weapons from the black market, fake documents that has something to do with the mafia, we kill the not so innocent people, and we definitely never sell or trade people,” Zeke explains. I pouted and just nodded at him.

“Okay, back to the topic.” Said Devon.

“Nass was right when she said they might have entered here with the intention of destroying us, even before they applied and we caught them or there’s a possibility that they didn’t like the way we treated them that’s why they left.”

“But your men seems to be fine being a part of your mafia.” I pointed out. Because based on the time I treated them while they were training, I knew they are happy with their life.

“Yes, but when we were still unstable and the mafia has just been made, we have regretted rules that we’ve made that time.” I understood what Theo meant so I nodded.

Keian listened to us intently while he was deep in thought.

They were all conversing while I was just looking at Kei. He noticed me and slightly smiled while his hands are around his jaw.

“Do you remember the gun that the shooter used?” I blinked several times since I’m not sure if he was talking to me or to himself. His voice is soft which made me feel he’s asking me since I was the one in the mall with him.

I thought for a second and tried hard to recall the gun that the man used.

“It’s a 9mm handgun that’s gold and black in color. I think it has a customized design since I haven’t seen anything like that before.” Keian furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me in confusion as to how I had knowledge with guns. Looks like he also formulated a theory in his mind.

He’ll figure that out one day, so I’ll let him form the puzzle on his own.

He squeezed my hand before letting go and stood up.

“Zeke, did you lost your gun?” Zeke looked at Keian with a shocked face.

“What gun? I don’t think I have.”

“Your handgun.” Zeke furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head.

“Last time, I checked. It’s still complete.”

“Are you sure? ‘Cause the only way that the shooter can enter the mall with a gun is through the sensors, and our mall can detect the nano-chip in our guns. It’s possible that he got to enter with the gun because the weapon is from our mafia.” Keian says in a calm voice but with emphasis.

“Are you saying that I lost my gun and someone got it?” Zeke raised a brow. We quietly watched them converse with one another.

“I would never…—oh sh8t!” Zeke’s widened his eyes and clenched his fists.

“When I checked my gun last time, I noticed that there’s something different with my it. It has the same color, same design, and it has the nano-chip but it just feels different.” Zeke paused till his eyes widened once again.

“Bastard.” I turned to Keian in disbelief. Did he just called Zeke a bastard right in front of him?!

Everyone in the room also cursed and it seems like Clara and I are the only ones who don’t have any idea what’s happening at the moment.

Oh my god, don’t tell me…

“Uhmm? What’s going on?” Clara asked.

“F—. It means that Gaius Samiano has an ally from somebody in here, that’s why he knows a lot about us. And it’s possible that his spy entered my room to swap guns with me.” Zeke explains to his sister.

Gaius Samiano, why does the name look familiar?

And if there’s a traitor here in the mansion, who could it be?

“That spy could be the one who harmed manang,” Theo concludes. The room fell silent once again and each one of us started thinking deeply.

“That also means they have an ally who knows a lot about technology and knowledgeable enough about Marques Manufacturing.” I added.

“Because of the nano-chip on Zeke’s gun, it would detect the fingerprint and will not work if the handling of the gun is not of its owner. Someone might have revised the program of the nano-chip in order for the man to use it at the mall.” They all turned towards me.

“That’s true,” Erick answered.

Wait a minute…

Gaius

Samiano????

But as I could remember, my full name is,

Nassandra Pat Samiano Del Luna.

My eyes widened as I remembered something.

“What is it, Nass?” Keian asked me. I nervously shook my head at him.

“I-It’s nothing.”

Could Diego be my relative??? Could it be that he’s the kid my mom was pertaining to have died in our family???

But…

“What should we do now, Kei?” I turned to look at Maxence.

Yeah… What should I do now?