Possessive over my maid

MIA POV " Hello, good morning Miss Mia Anderson, I have called to tell you that your application was received and we have answered you in your email " I could not believe what I heard. So my application has been answered after almost two whole months. This is crazy ?? I have looked for jobs for about six months but my luck never came yet. This was something else. Before I continue, I will first of all begin by introducing myself to you. I am Mia Anderson aged 17 years old. I have no idea how both my mom and dad looked like. I have not even had a chance to maybe look at their pictures and see. I just could not see any. I have always lived with My Uncle and his wife and Son. I have lived the worst mare of my 17 years. They have always tortured me like I am not even related to them. Making me do all the house work at home, throwing all the dirty insults at me. Of course I just hot used to all those and knew that probably one day, I would be able to over come all this and live peacefully. However my patience ran out one day, I could nor take it any more , flashback six months ago i woke up early as usual. More early than the rest of the family members. I always had to make sure that by the time they wake up ,breakfast was ready . Then I have to do the lundary. Yes you would be thinking that it this was that simple, but you are mistaken, my Uncle and Aunty have a small motel, let me just call it a small brothel where they sell prostitutes . it is just near our house. So they could bring all the sheets used in there for me to wash Manually. I was always so tired at the end of the day . My cousin brother who is about 19years is always there. After college, which myself didn't go to. He instead resorted to work there. One thing I know is that he is always there sleeping with different kinds of women. As I was busy doing the day's wash, I heard my Aunty call me. "MIA!!" She called shouting. I why she is never patient. I have got used to her shouting that sometimes I just don't answer her even when she calls me. So she shouts so much and when I go over. It always ends in either slapping me or remaining me about the fact that they are just helping me and I should therefore not forget my position in the house. Of course I have already got used to that by now. "Where have you been? She asks me as soon as I get to the sitting room where they are sited the three of them having their breakfast . " I was... " I go on to say but snapped off by my Uncle. "Save it, that is how you always. How I wish you had died with your parents in that damn bombing" he says. That is how he is. Remaining me about the fact that my parents died in a bombing . He is also always telling me that it was all their fault and that is why they died. So you can see how heartless these people are .. " You have to get ready, we are going somewhere with you after breakfast, " this time it aunty who talks. What are these people up to they never take me any where " Go already, there are some clothes on your bed , wear those since you have no good clothes"She goes on. I stand going to complete the Washing and then heading to bathe. I am not supposed to say anything but rather do all that they tell me. The clothes that they gave me are decent, it is a round dress that goes up the knees and making jewelry. I have never but on something so good my whole life. I feel so lovely . When I finish, The three come out both equally dressed well than usual. Perhaps they are tired of me and they are taking me to a relative. That could be wonderful. When we drove for about one hour, we were finally to the place. This is the most beautiful place that I have ever seen. "This place is more beautiful than I thought" aunty says looking at the house. "How I wish we can get such a place " Matt , my cousin who has been occupied and busy with his phone says. The gate is soon opened for us to get in. Judging on the many guards at the gate. This place is surely one hell of an important place. How can a normal place be this guarded. I decided to put my guard down and see the what is in stock for us in front. "You should behave when we get there " my aunt says me. I roll my eyes at her though I do it without her attention. I am sixteen years and will make seventeen in a few months, how can I not know how to behave. This is really ridiculous. I nod my head at her to show that I get what she tells me and we get into the gate. What the hell is happening here..hope whatever we have come for here is something very interesting. " Boss is already waiting for you " one guy who is dressed in black says to us leading us inside the house. The place has so many things that are all luxurious. You can see that the touch that was used here was carefully chosen. The owner of this place most be some one who is both rich and good at style based on all that is in this place.. We come into two men who are holding pistols. What is this place ? We headed towards a place where a man who is about forty to forty five years is sitting. He is dressed in a black suit and sunglasses. There are about four fierce looking men all holding guns. They are really fierce looking. "Welcome Mr Anderson" The man sited says. " Oh , and Mrs Anderson and Matt..then this beautiful young lady ?"he says pointing towards my direction. " Thanks so much Mr Adkins , it is our pleasure to be here " My uncle says as we take our seats ..what is the business here? This question continues to pop into my head. " Hope you have my cheque with you?" Mr Adkins says sternly uncle.. So this is where this is going. My uncle let's out a soft laugh and then says " We have a better pay than you think" uncle says looking at me. ***. Hello, hope you are okay. This is another new book. Just add it into your library. It is my first time trying to write on mafia romance but I promise to give you a very good story...trust me. Hope this book is signed soon. For those who have not read some of my other books , they are as below. - The intern teacher ( completed,) - 24hours falling in love( ongoing) -,My mother's best friend's son ( completed) Thanks so much Asah-nancy