Maid for the Mafia Boss

Zeke stopped the car in front of a large mansion. He opened the car door and carried my bag for me. Why did he become such a gentleman all of the sudden?

He gave the keys of his sports car to a man wearing a suit and sunglasses. It’s so dark in here.

Zeke led me to the living room of the mansion. The house is modern style and the decorations are splendid.

“You!” He called the guard standing by the door.

“Yes? Maître?” Master??!

“Get the head maid servant.” The guard bowed down in front of us before leaving. A few moments later an old lady wearing a black uniform came in the room with us.

“Good evening, Zeke.” My companion smiled. Not a smirk, but a genuine one.

“Good evening, manang.” She went closer to us then Zeke pecks a kiss on her cheek. The old lady turned to me.

“Who’s this beautiful maiden with you, son?” The old lady held my hand.

“Kei’s new maid.” He politely answered. The fine madame held my cheeks.

“Just call me Manang Vilma. But if there’s a visitor, call me the Head Servant.” I nodded at her.

“What’s your name?” She asked. I let out a smile and put her hand in my forehead in respect.

“It’s Nassandra.” She returned the smile then turned towards Zeke.

“Leave her to me, she’ll be in good hands.” Zeke smiled once again before hugging the old lady.

“I know.” He broke the hug then walked towards me.

“Remember the rules I gave you, babe.” I rolled my eyes at him as he laughed.

“Are these all your things?” I faced the old lady as she got my bag. I grabbed it from her.

“Don’t bother manang, I’ll handle my bags.” She flashed a smile at me again and gestured for me to follow her.

“What did Zeke told you?” I thought for a second.

“Uhmm, he told me not to intervene in their business. He also told me to be polite.” She nodded.

“You do that. I’m going to give the list of things to do each day. Schedules, to be exact. It’s going to change everyday. You know how to cook and clean, right?” I tried to chase after manang since she’s walking too fast.

“Yes.” She brings me to the kitchen then faces me.

“Good. There are only five of us, maid servants in this house. All of us must function very well.” In the kitchen there are two girls and one boy, every one of them are busy doing a task.

One guy and one girl whose hairs are red are cooking while the other one is tidying up. Manang called all of their attention which made them pause what they were doing and faced us.

“She’s a new maid here in this mansion.” The male waved.

“Hi! I’m Nathan Fernandez.” I waved back at him.

“I’m Ema Garcia.” Says the girl with the red hair. Another female went closer to me. She’s quite shorter than me so I was looking down on her. My height is 5’6, though.

“You’re so tall.” She pouted.

“My name is Jane Dela Cruz.” I flashed a smile at all of them in the room.

“I’m Nassandra Pat Del Luna.” I was surprised when Jane made a noise.

“Aww! Your name is amazing! Can I call you Pat?” I politely nodded.

“I prefer if you don’t, sorry.” She nodded then went back to work. Manang looked at the time.

“Hurry up, it’s almost dinner.” I got confused.

“Why are there a lot of dishes to cook?” I questioned.

“All of the guards here are being fed, too, so we prepare a lot as we can. For now, I’ll bring you to the maid’s quarters. You’ll start tomorrow, anyway.” I nodded and followed. She leads me to a room with six double-beds.

“You may choose among the two vacant spots. It’s just the five of us and there are twelve spots here.” I went to the bed that’s beside the window. I placed my bag on the bed below the other one.

“I’ll leave you here for a while, just fix your things there in the drawer provided. We’ll prepare dinner. I’ll be back for you later and give you a tour around the mansion.” I smiled at the old lady.

“Sure.” When she left, I did fixed my things. I put my clothes in the drawer, it’s not a lot anyways. When I was done, I laid down on my side, facing the window. I was looking at the wide garden of this palace-like place.

Something is peculiar about this place like a lot of events really happen. There are only a few maids and they seemed very tight here. And what’s with their French calls? Like, maître. I shook my head to erase the thought. I am here to work. For Brylle.

Speaking of, I wonder how that child is doing? I immediately grabbed my phone and dialled Tiya’s number.

“Nassandra?” I smiled as I heard her voice.

“Is Brylle near you?”

“Ah yes, he’s playing.”

“How is he? Did he ate already?” I asked.

“Ah yes, do you want to talk to him?” I agreed so Tiya gave the phone to Brylle.

“Brylle, it’s your mama.” I heard from the other line.

“Mama!” He cheerfully greeted. This made me smile.

“What are you doing right now, baby?” I heard the sound of his toys.

“I’m playing with Mr. Wiggiesh and the firetruck you bought me. Mr. Wiggiesh house is on fire.” Brylle’s tone made me giggle.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Remember what I said, Brylle, okay?” I said to which he laughed at.

“Okay!”

“Your son is truly a darling, Nassandra.” She sighs, “How are you doing there?”

“I’m doing alright. I’ll start my job tomorrow.”

“Oh, that’s nice. I’m actually going to do something. You don’t need anything anymore?” I shook my head even though she wasn’t in my presence.

“No. All is alright.”

“Okay, babye.” I ended the call and can’t help but let out a sigh. I hope Brylle will be alright without me.

There was a knock on the door and I noticed it’s the old lady. I stood up.

“I’ll show you around while everyone’s eating. By the way, do you want to eat together?” I shook my head and held my stomach.

“I’m good, I have already eaten.” She nodded and started to walk. I followed obediently.

Manang gave me a tour around the mansion. There is one master’s bedroom and ten guest rooms, not including the maid’s quarters. There are two living rooms and the kitchen is huge. In the middle of the house was the dining room.

I was stunned when Madame brought me to a music room of some sort. Inside was a grand piano, different kinds of guitars and violin. There’s also a small stage with a microphone and speakers, as well.

She also brought me to a library, different from the master library or study. There’s also a personal gym with a lot of necessary equipment and also a locker room.

As we went outside the mansion, I saw an Olympic pool and a normal one. There’s also a jacuzzi. Beside the pool were resting spots with large umbrellas above them. There’s also one large gazebo and a greenhouse that’s full of plants and flowers that varies.

You can also see a very wide field where you can play any sports. May it be basketball, volleyball, a tennis court and a soccer field. Beside the field was an obstacle course where you can do training. Like the activities you do in team building but more complicated.

After looking around, we went back inside the mansion. My jaw kept dropping while we were touring the house. We went to the kitchen where the three saw me gaping my mouth. They all laughed at my expression.

“That was also my reaction when I first came here.” Nathan says while washing the dishes.

“It’s huge, isn’t it, Nassandra? I’ll buy myself a house like this one day.” This made me look at Jane.

“As if you can save enough money to buy a house like this.” Jane shot Ema a deathly glare.

“What? Of course it won’t happen. Am I not allowed to dream?” She childishly stated. They all got into fits of laughter. Looks like they all get along here. I smiled and faced the old lady.

“So, where is the owner of this house?” Madame smiled.

“He’s got a business trip in France. He’ll probably be back next week.” I just nodded in response.

“Nassandra, did you know? Maître Andrew’s ranking is called Le plus élevé maître— eh, I’m not sure since it’s hard to pronounce. But it only means the Highest master.” She tells with excitement. “It’s cool when you say it.” I raised a brow.

“Maître Andrew? What’s the full name of the owner?” I faced manang as I asked.

“Nassandra, you have to get used to calling our boss a Maître. Same thing goes for the friends he brings here. If it’s a woman, it’s Maîtresse. And his full name is Keiranz Andrew Marques.” My eyes widened at what she just told me.

“That man who owns the sky towers in different countries by the Marques Manufacturing?!” The name Marques is very well-known since they’re one of the top manufacturers in the world from France. That company gets a lot of customers all around the globe. No wonder this mansion is so huge.

“He’s the son of the real head, Mr. Andre Marques.” I sighed.

“Still the same.” They all continued to laugh at my reaction who’s still in a state of shock.

I sighed. I wonder what’s going to happen to me in here???

*Note:

Some translations of french to english may be not accurate as the author only uses a translator app.