HER (2)

The next morning,

I found myself once again standing in front of the infamous Mafia known for its ruthlessness and heartlessness. I rang the bell, and a familiar servant opened the door, saying,

"Oh, Miss Stacey, please come in."

I followed the servant inside and noticed that the atmosphere of the mansion was less tense than the day before as if they all knew I posed no threat to them or their boss. As I was about to sit down, I heard a voice behind me that stopped me in my tracks. It was HIM.

"You're punctual. I appreciate that. Anyway, our mission is about to start in two days, so you better stay in the mansion until we're finished," he said.

"Um, sir, do you realize what you're asking? I mean, you could've told me that I need to stay here so-" I started, but he cut me off.

"No need to bring your belongings. You'll be provided for here. If there's anything truly important, my men will bring it for you,"

he said, and then he left while ordering his servants to provide me with a room. The servants led me to the room and served me something to eat, without even asking, as if he had ordered them to do so. I thanked them for making me feel comfortable in a house where no one could guarantee their safety.