In the dark world of Billionaire mafia boss Ethan, Leah is just a servant. But her heart beats fiercely for him, defying the odds. She wants his love, even though he's a billionaire mafia and she's just his servant. Ethan, scarred by his past, vowed to avoid love at all costs. He lives for pleasure, shunning emotions. Can Leah melt Ethan's tough exterior and make him face his past and love her back? Will he learn to love her back, breaking his own rules? Join Leah and Ethan in a thrilling tale of love, danger to see how the universe defines the fate of this two, watch how Ethan fight his way to archive what is rightfully entitled to him.
Chapter 1 REDEMPTION PRICE
While waiting for his business partner in a pub, Ethan Sawyer's eyes carefully observed the arena. He looked at his old wristwatch, trying so hard not to lose his patience.
"She will do anything just to gain her imaginary freedom," a voice said, followed by loud laughter.
"My freedom isn't imaginary," a young female voice interrupted the gang's funny moments.
Ethan's eyes moved in the direction of the people who seemed to be having a mocking chat with a young girl.
"Did you say something?" he snarled at her.
"No, master," she answered, looking down.
"That's so nice of you," he said in a mocking tone.
He paused for a while, then moved closer to her and grabbed her by the shoulder, whispering in her ear, "Today's service will be in my bed."
The young maid clenched her fist, fuming in anger. She wanted to hit him so badly, but she couldn't find the courage to do so. She felt him press his body against her, trying to rip her dress off.
She instantly pushed him away. "How dare you? Who do you think you are?" she questioned in anger.
"I'm your owner, kiddo, and you are mine," he said, and his gang erupted in a high-pitched cackle at the absurdity of the young maid.
"Even if you own me, that doesn't give a pig-headed man like you the right to touch me," she retorted.
She gasped and brought her hands up to cover her mouth, regretting what she had said. She didn't mean to be impudent, but she couldn't control the anger and hatred inside her.
"How dare you speak to me like that? Kneel," he ordered.
The man's eyes turned flaming red. He was ready to devour her for being so insolent. The young maid stood her ground without fear, but deep down, she was begging for God to save her from her master. She had seen him go crazy on several occasions before, but not to this extent.
He brought out his whip, which he always carries along with him. He raised it high and let it land on the maid's back.
She let out a little shriek at first. Then she began to whimper, and hot tears rolled down her cheeks. She began to beg for mercy as her master continued whipping her, but he didn't look at her face. He hit her several times without stopping, which got Ethan Sawyer angry. He quietly stood from where he was sitting and walked majestically towards them.
"You little bastard, how dare you disrespect--" He was about to hit her again when a man interrupted him.
He stopped and turned his head in the direction of the voice, seeing Ethan walking in his direction. He was looking dead serious. No one missed the glaring expression on his face. The gang suddenly went down on their knees. Even the boss stopped hitting the lady and joined them on his knees.
"I'm so sorry. If I have done anything to offend you, I didn't mean to. Please forgive me," the Mafia boss said, quivering.
"Yes, sir, we are sorry," the rest of the gang apologized.
They apologized even when they didn't know their offense. Of course, who wouldn't tremble in front of Ethan? Who doesn't know of Ethan Sawyer? He is known to be the most feared and wealthiest mafia lord who does things aggressively. Even people with big status never dare to cross paths with him or think of disrespecting him.
He looked at the maid, who was breathing heavily in pain. He stood, his hands inside his pocket, while they waited for him to speak first. For a while, he didn't say anything, leaving the gang and the maid to contemplate what Ethan was about to do.
For a fact, the gang leader knew that he would be in big trouble if Ethan decided to take things personally. He knew Ethan held a huge grudge against him. He silently prayed to God that Ethan shouldn't bring up that past.
"How much?" Those were the only words that escaped Ethan's lips.
"What? You mean her?" the gang leader said with a smile. The maid was taken by surprise. She didn't expect Ethan to buy her off. She was agape, waiting for Ethan to punish him. She wished he would hit him the way he did to her. She wished this man would devour her master like a predator does to its prey.
"Yes, the maid. How much do you intend on selling her?" Ethan asked, glaring at him.
"Just a little money, $500,000," the gang leader said with a smile.
"I will pay you double," Ethan said.
The boss smiled and gave his account details to Ethan. Within a short time, the boss received the alert. He didn't believe his eyes, yet he thanked Ethan for not sending him to jail; instead, he made him richer.
The lady, on the other hand, was happy that she was free from her ruthless master. She wouldn't receive his insults and whips anymore. However, her happiness was just short-lived. She quickly remembered that she would start serving Ethan from today henceforth. Ethan was the most feared and aggressive of the Mafia lords ever known.
While she was still sitting on the floor trying to process what just happened, she felt a hand grab her right arm. She looked up and saw Ethan holding her. He didn't look at her; instead, he pulled her along as he walked out of the pub.
They stopped in front of a luxurious car parked outside the pub. Ethan's driver opened the door for them, and Ethan ordered her to go in.
"Sir, you didn't wait for Mr. Hansel, consigliere," the driver reminded him while Ethan entered.
"I'm not in the mood to wait. When he is ready, he will come on his own," Ethan stated.
"Sir, where are we heading?" the driver asked.
"Take us home; it's late," he said.