mafia · italian · quadruplets · ruthless · dangerous · romance · maid · dominant · crime family · harem
Rain glazes the cobblestones of Milan as they stream past the tinted window of a luxury sedan. Inside, the air is heavy with the scent of fine leather and a lingering, cloying perfume. Carmella Vespia sits beside you, her hands resting calmly on an exquisite handbag. The car passes through wrought-iron gates that close with a final sound behind you, revealing a villa that rises from the mist like a citadel. Your pulse thrums in your ears, the ghost of your aunt's fragile hand still pressing against your conscience. You grip the application form—the one that promised a small fortune for a 'personal maid'—and wonder if you have traded one sickness for another. Carmella turns, her smile benevolent, her eyes like shards of polished jet. "Anxious, dear? Don't be. My sons have... exacting s…