Bad Boy Maid chapter 1

The Mafia's Maid can be read as a stand alone . ALSO, this is a love triangle! BUT I will say this now, the main female character only ends up with one and will NOT end up with both at any time in the book. This book does contain mature content, abuse, bullying, violent and sexual scenes, rape, and inappropriate language Isabelle Hart never fit in, being bullied daily at school and working nonstop to pay off your mothers drug debt wasn't the best thing a 17 year old wanted to do in their last year of high school. What happens when Isabelle is assigned to work as a maid in a billionaire families home, who just so happens to be in the Italian mafia? With the attention of two handsome brothers on her Isabelle's life is turned upside down. Ace and Caden Agosti, two completely different brothers who shared only two similarities, 1. Always getting what they want

2. Having their eyes set on Isabelle Hart. Ace was the golden retriever of his school, being the quarterback on his football team and having good grades was only the start of his long list of accomplishments. Caden was always in trouble, getting into fights and coming home late. He had no care for anyone and was known in school to be cold and reserved. No one messed with him, unless they wanted a death sentence. e 67 4 Now for the cast aesthetics! (Just the main characters)

CHARACTER

Isabelle Hart (17)

Caden Agosti (18)

Ace Agosti (18)

ISABELLE POV:

I can't wait!! Get ready for the ride everyone! Before the book starts, who are you guys shipping Isabelle with? 💗

♤ Isabelle ♤ pov :

running it seems like it's all I do

The sound of the soles of my shoes slamming onto the wet pavement, the burning sting in my legs with every push forward, the odd stares from the people around me. It was all normal for me. I hear their laughs, their sick laughs as they run ahead of me, throwing around my backpack like it was a toy.

Even

Come and get it Hart!" He yells, excitement laces his rough voice from all the cigarettes he smokes.

That was Evan Samson. He's been smoking since he was six years old and found enjoyment in my pain. Along with his other minions, Jacob Landors, Emma Rems, and Peter Flowsky they had only one goal. To make my life a living hell. I could feel my heart drumming through my chest I don't know how long I've been running for, but I couldn't let them have my backpack, the one thing I treasured most. It was the last piece of my father I had left with me, the last item he gifted me before he died. I was only 9, and didn't understand the idea he would never come back. Until my mother. She'd been so sad, I don't think I've ever seen anyone as heartbroken as her, mainly because she would cope with drugs. Drugs we couldn't afford to be getting. And when she overdosed, all that debt came onto me.

I feel the pain in my throat, the one right before I can't stop controlling my tears. My hair was wet from the rain, my clothes soaked, and my voice nearly gone as I screamed and begged for them to give it back. They wouldn't. This was only the beginning after all. They turn into an alleyway, laughing like a pack of hyenas and I, like the idiot I am, follow them in. I was trying to catch up with my breath, my wet hair sticking to my face and the rain only getting heavier by now. They look at me, hold the backpack out for my reach, and watch me in hilarity as I move closer, thinking I could just grab it and run.

piter [bully]

"Go on, don't be so scared."

Peter Flowsky utters, moving the backpack closer to my reach. I look at them standing around me in a circle now as I feel my hand on the old backpack that had been with me since elementary. I try taking it, but Peter has a strong grip on it, a wicked smirk on his face as he looks at his friends.

piter [bully]

"Don't you want the backpack? Take. It."

" He shouts in my face, and I stumble back at his voice, feeling my throat closing and my heart racing when I realize what was about to come. I hear their camera turn on, and a laugh leave Emma's mouth before Evans fist lands straight on my face. I couldn't feel anything as I got pushed into a dirty puddle, their voices only turning into mumbles.

It sounded like hell. I get kicked in the ribs, the legs, the head, everywhere. A scream of pain I've only gotten used to by now rumbles through my body when they blow one last kick to my stomach before victoriously running away. I was out, until I felt like I was choking. My body on instinct slowly moves up as I try choking out the water from the puddle. My body was on alert, telling me not to move from the pain but I had no choice. Slowly, I crawl to my backpack that had been thrown into another puddle. I pick it up, watching as the dirty water drips off from the sides, and I cry. I cry as I put on the backpack, like nothing happened, I cry as I wipe the dirt and mud off of my face, I cry the entire way towards Francina's, the place I'd been working for 3 years now. And just before walking in I wipe away my tears, put a smile on my face and open the door. The place always smelled of grease and sweat, covered up by Ms. Tilsky's obsession of incense. She never liked me, no one ever did really, so coming in late would not help her dislike towards me. I recognize her aging face, big glasses, bright makeup, and hair pulled into a swirl of blonde locks as she rushes around, getting the work of two people done. The work I was supposed to be doing. If it weren't for Evan taking my backpack at school

This would've never happened, but here I was, trying to speak to Ms. Tilsky who wouldn't acknowledge my presence.

Isabelle Heart [FL]

Ms. Tilsky, sorry I'm late I had to stay after school a bit for a test."

I say as she moves to the back of the small restaurant.

She sits down on a chair, heaving a heavy breath as she wipes the sweat off of her forehead from the rush.

mis triky

"You're fired."

She spits, and I feel my world freeze at those words.

Isabelle Heart [FL]

"N..no Ms. Tilsky you don't understand! I need this job please don't do this to m-" I

I don't finish when she aggressively points her finger to the door, her forehead wrinkles coming together in anger.

Isabelle Heart [FL]

"Please."

I beg once more, but she ignores me and walks off to another customer.

I feel the hot tears coming down again, and shamefully walk out of the restaurant with my soaked clothes pulling me down, and my head towards the ground.

Its okay, I could just find a new job, and then I'd save and save and save and when all the debts paid off Andrew wouldn't bother me anymore and I'd graduate high school and live a normal life.

All my hopes wither away when I get a dreadful text on my old phone, that had nearly been broken.

andwer [bully]

'I'm giving you 3 weeks, if I don't have the money by then I'm going to fuck that sweet little body of yours and pull you apart limb by limb'

Mothers dealer. He'd found me after her death, and told me he'd give me a couple weeks until I had to find a job and pay off the rest of the debt.

$25,000

Now I had no job, and he'd find out. He always finds out everything.

If I didn't find a job now, my life would be over, before I could even start it.

Through the agonizing pain my legs eventually take me to the place I called home. It was a one bedroom apartment, that looked more like it was falling apart then anything.

The ceilings would drip with water when it rained, the floors cracked, the walls dirty and the bed nearly broken.

I take off my wet clothes, pushing them into my small laundry basket before getting in the shower.

The hot water lasts 4 minutes and 32 seconds, so as soon as the water is on I get in and try to finish as quick as I can.

My skin burns as the hot water seeps into my cuts, but I ignore it, like I do with most things.

My body aches as I get dressed into my only pajamas, my head pounding and my legs still in pain from all the running earlier.

It was quiet, empty, and lonely as I walk out of the bathroom. The room was dark, and the only sound I could hear was the couple upstairs arguing once again and the sound of the heavy rain outside.

I grab a bowl of dry cereal, and eat it slowly as I scroll through my phone, looking for job openings.

Nothing

First chapter ahh!!! What at your thoughts on the book so far? <3

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