Maid for the Mafia Boss

It’s been a week since my cold encounter with Keiranz in the dinning room and ever since that day, I never bothered talking to him.

Since I am just a maid, there’s no need for any interaction with him.

I can’t help but sigh. I can’t seem to understand why he’s acting that way. So I just shook away the thoughts and did my job. That’s the reason why I’m here, right?

Manang is still in a coma. I still get to visit her every week but Nathan and the others couldn’t.

Since the infirmary is at the headquarters, my co-maids couldn’t go there. Nobody wants them to know about the mafia.

But so far, they aren’t that down in the dumps anymore. They still worry about manang but they still continue on their jobs. It’s quite odd that they never asked where manang is.

I’m currently in the study, sitting straight on the couch no matter how bored I was. Why is he always making me stay here? It’s not like I’m gonna escape and tattle as soon as I get out of here!Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Nassandra,” Every time he talks to me, I don’t know why but I’m so mad.

I glanced at him who’s sitting on his usual desk.

“Yes, maître?” He looked at me probably because of the flat tone in my voice. I didn’t bother looking back.

He sighed and messed up his hair out of frustration.

“Just go out.” He coldly said. Not letting his treatment get through me, I just followed his command and went out of his study.

I went to the kitchen and saw Nathan, Ema, and Jane eating together.

“Nassandra! Come join us!” Jane cheerfully invited. I smiled.

“You go ahead, I still have work to do.” They shrugged as they continue on with their gossip. I went to the maid’s quarters and sat on my bed.

Getting my phone, I called the guardian that Tiya told me about Brylle.

“Hello, Aling Ruby?” I heard the sound of cries.

“Nassandra, thank goodness you called. It’s about Brylle.” This suddenly got me worried.

“What happened?” I asked.

“Brylle is wounded. He’s looking for you and he wouldn’t stop crying.” I sighed.

“What kind of wound?”

“He held a broken glass piece. He accidentally dropped a glass and tried picking it up. I have already covered it with cloth. Do I need to take him to the hospital?” I took a deep breath.

“No need to, I’ll go there myself.” I heard the sound of crying got louder until the line broke.

Holding onto my phone really tight, I tried looking for Zeke’s contact.

“Nassandra? Why?” I tried hard not to cry, I hope Brylle is okay.

“Can you pick me up here in the mansion? Something happened to Brylle.” I said in a panicked tone.

“Okay, I’ll be there.” I have ended the call and started fixing my things in a small bag.

A few moments later, a knock came from the door of the room.

“Nassandra, maître Zeke is looking for you.” Nathan said. I stood up and went out of the room. That’s where I saw Zeke standing in front of the living room by the front foor.

He was looking at the floor and the moment he heard me arriving, he looked up.

“What happened?” He walked closer to me.

“Brylle is wounded due to a broken glass piece. He wouldn’t stop crying.” He nodded. We both started walking out of the mansion when suddenly he stopped.

“Why? What’s the matter?” I asked, he turned around and glanced at the house.

“Does Kei know that you’re leaving?” This made me stop. I forgot to ask permission. I shook my head at him as he grimaced and sighed.

“I’ll just text him.” We went to his car and he started driving to our house.

I sighed which made Zeke hold my arm in reassurance.

“He’ll be fine.” I stared into his eyes with furrowed eyebrows and nodded.

As we arrived in front of our house, I immediately went out of the car and entered.

I catched Aling Ruby by the porch and a crying Brylle. I noticed the wound on his hand.

“Aling Ruby,” I called to her, she nodded and distanced herself from Brylle.

I was suddenly in the verge of tears as I saw the child. I held both of his cheeks.

“It’s okay, Brylle, Mama is here.” He clung to me.

“I broke the glass! Huhuhu!” I can’t help but chuckled because that was the only reason why he was crying.

“That’s okay, baby. At least you’re okay.” I broke the hug and checked on his hand.

I removed the cloth from his hand.

There aren’t any glass pieces in the wound. But it is kinda deep.

“Zeke, kindly get the first aid in the comfort room, please.” I turned to Zeke who nodded and obeyed.

“Tito Zeke,” He states. Zeke lets out a smile and placed his hand on top of Brylle’s head.

“Hey, little boy.”

I got a cotton and some betadine. I cleaned the wound up before wrapping it with some gauze.

His right hand was the one injured so he might have difficulty in gripping on some stuff. I looked at Brylle whose eyes were also trailed on me.

I grabbed on his little hand and kissed it gently.

“There, better?” He smiled and cheerfully nodded.

“Mama!” He cuddled me tightly which made me laugh.

“I miss you!” I rubbed his back gently.

“I miss you too.” He breaks the hug with me and went closer to Zeke.

Zeke carried Brylle who also hugged him.

“Papa!” Me and Zeke’s eyes met and I saw the happy grin on his face.

“Nassandra, I’ll go home now. Anne is on her way home, anyway.” Said Aling Ruby. I bid to her my farewells and thanked her.

Zeke was sitting on the sofa with Brylle still in his arms. I faced Brylle on his face.

“Baby, we will leave as soon as Tiya arrives, okay?” He nodded while yawning. Getting him from Zeke, I brought him to our room.

I placed him on the bed gently and playfully touched his nose.

“Get rest, Brylle.” I left the door slightly opened and went to Zeke.

I sighed. I noticed Zeke was still smiling from ear to ear. I elbowed him.

“Ow! Nassandra!” I rolled my eyes at him.

“You look like a smiling maniac.” He raised a brow.

“Is it bad being happy?” I fell silent.

“Thank you.” I flashed him a smile.

“What’s that thank you for? After making me me your personal driver I thought it’d be best to make you pay for everything!” I hit his nape playfully.

“You also wanted to come, anyway.” He laughed.

“Yeah.” I suddenly remembered my maître.

“Uhmm, have you texted Keiranz Andrew yet?” He looked at me with his eyes widened in realization.

“Shit, I haven’t.” He quickly dashed for his phone and started typing.

“Zeke?”

“Hmm?” He nervously replied while texting.

“The other week, I cooked for Andrew” He turned to me.

“Oh?” I looked at him who couldn’t maintain his cool.

“Then I asked what kind of dish he prefers to eat.” Zeke just stared straight at me and waited for me to continue.

“Then he told me to cook sinigang. Then when he tasted it, he suddenly got mad at me.” I irritatedly said. It’s not like I was affected on what he said. I was just annoyed and I wanted to know why he was like that.

Zeke sighed as he wasn’t shocked at what I just told him.

“His mom always cooked Kei’s favorite dish.” He shortly said. I furrowed my eyebrows, trying to process what he just said.

“Tita is already dead.” I saw him clench his fist which got me silent. Ahhh, no wonder he was like that.

“Nassandra? Zeke?” We turned to Tiya who just arrived at the house. I held her hand and put it in my forehead.

“What are you doing here?”

“Something happened to Brylle, he was wounded by a broken glass piece.” This made Tiya turned to mine and Brylle’s room.

“What?! Is he alright now?” I nodded and Tiya sighed in relief. Zeke looked at his phone which made him stop.

“Nassandra, we need to go.” He quickly says. I send my farewells to Tiya and about Brylle.

He immediately let me in his car. I raised an eyebrow at his direction.

“Why?” He shook his head.

“One word, Kei.” He started to drive the car in a fast pace which suddenly made me fear for my life.

What’s the matter with Keiranz???

*Notes:

Tita/Tiya – Auntie/Aunt. Lola – Grandma

Tito/Tiyo – Uncle. Lolo – Grandpa

Manang – a term referred to an older lady in terms of respect. But it is commonly what maids or servants of middle or old age in a household is called; Male: Manong

” I held her hand and put it in my forehead” – what Filipinos commonly do as a sign of respect or greetings to elders/to someone older than they are; Pagmamano.