As long as I can remember, the Marino family has had one rule: when a child completes a task for the Family, the consigliere enters their name into the black leather service ledger. A signature from my father means you can claim your reward.
My older brother once delivered a sealed tribute list for my father. His name went in the book. He got a new phone.
My older sister spent an hour keeping a capo’s wife company at a dinner with our allies. Her name went in, too. She got front-row concert tickets.
But when it came to me, no matter how much I did, the consigliere always dismissed it as simple housework. My name never appeared in the service ledger.
To earn a spot on the family trip to Aspen, I took over the daily operations of the estate for an entire year.
I inventoried the safe house supplies, incinerated used cipher sheets, prepared three meals a day, did the laundry, memorized every guard’s shift schedule, and tracked everyone’s needs, day in and day out.
But on my birthday, my mother took Francesca shopping.
“Your sister entertained a capo’s wife for me today,” she said. “It’s in the ledger. I promised I’d take her to Saks for a new bag.”
My father said Nico had swept his car and found a tracker, so he was taking him to the new amusement park as a reward.
That day, I was the only one left at the estate.
Head bowed, I sent a full year’s worth of my work into the encrypted family group chat—photos, dates, detailed records.
No one replied.
That night, Francesca came home with an expensive new bag and watched a movie with Mom. Nico returned from the amusement park wearing a new pair of Air Jordans.
My hands were still empty.
After everything I had done, no one had ever bothered to ask what I wanted.
So I decided to give myself a reward.
I was done with this Family.
I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 18 “Mom, I already told you, you didn’t need to come. I’m doing well.” “I saw the news about you.” She looked at me, choosing her words carefully. “I didn’t understand a lot of it, but everyone kept saying how incredible you are. First in
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 17 It was my mother. She was wearing a raincoat and holding an umbrella. When she saw the rain falling on me, she hurried over and held the umbrella above my head. She had come alone. No Family guards. Chloe sobered up instantly and gave
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 16 Chloe threw her arms around me, her eyes rimmed with red. “We saw how hard you worked for this. You deserve every bit of it.” Emma wasn’t in the dorm, but she flooded our group chat with celebratory emojis. That evening, Luca took the
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 15 I shook my head. “This isn’t just about you. Children learn from the people in power.” “Go back and tell them not to come looking for me again.” “When you all traveled, I was never on the security detail. From now on, whether I’m
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 14 The first time my mother had wanted to come find me, she still couldn’t—because of Nico’s heir assessment. Even after six months, nothing had changed. Even after I’d been gone that long, I still came after Nico. My life would always have to make
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 13 I stepped out of the classroom and looked up to see someone standing not far away. It wasn’t Luca. It wasn’t Chloe. It was Francesca. A Marino Family guard stood behind her. She looked thinner than before, with tired shadows under her eyes. When
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 12 The academic counselor said they sounded anxious. I didn’t really believe him. They had probably just realized there was no one left at the estate to do the work, and that was the only reason they finally remembered me. Just then, Chloe called, so
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 11 On Christmas Day, Luca, myself, and a few other students staying on campus celebrated together. We bought a Christmas tree, hung lights on it, and put presents underneath. Luca arrived last and set a very small box in front of me. Inside was an
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 10 Winter break was coming. My roommates started packing, getting ready to go home. I stared at the words *winter break* on my phone’s calendar for a long time. “Cosima, when are you heading home?” Chloe was sprawled across her bed, smiling at me. Home.
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 09 I really liked it here. People gave each other space. If there were things you didn’t want to talk about, no one forced you to explain. A week later, we flew to the competition. We won gold. The prize was thirty thousand dollars. When
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