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 08 After I left him, Chloe came running up to me. “Was that Luca Bellandi? You’re teaming up with him?” Her eyes were wide. “You’re unbelievable. Don’t forget us when you’re famous.” Then she bumped my shoulder. “I heard he never teams up with people
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 07 When I got back to the dorm, Chloe was looking at me, hesitating. After a moment, she finally asked, “Why can’t I see your Instagram stories? Did you block me?” I smiled, shook my head, and handed her my phone. “No. I’ve never posted
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 06 Chloe was warm and outgoing. Even though I didn’t talk much, she always came over to chat. Before long, the four of us had become close. That day, she looked at me and asked, “Want to go out tonight?” I shook my head. “No,
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 05 Dragging my suitcase behind me, I knocked on the door of my dorm room at Aurelia. One girl came to answer it, while the other two paused what they were doing to look over. “I’m Emma Reed. Engineering.” “Maya Patel. Pre-med.” “Chloe Bennett. Math.”
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 04 “Cosima, your grandmother was admitted to the family’s private clinic. You’ll go take care of her for a few days.” Mom announced it suddenly over dinner. “We can’t leave unfamiliar people around her. Outside caregivers don’t understand the rules of silence.” My fork stilled.
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 03 “Cosima Marino, congratulations. Your admission letter from Aurelia Academy came in.” I had just gotten back to school when the college counselor called me into her office. “A full scholarship. You’re the first student from our school to ever receive one. The academy is
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 02 “Hey. Get up.” Nico pounded on my bedroom door. He was wearing the Gucci sneakers Mom had just bought him. I checked the clock. “It’s only six.” “You’re a light sleeper anyway. Get up and make me breakfast.” He leaned against the doorframe, radiating
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I Was The Mafia’s Maid Now I’m Their Regret Chapter 01 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.
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