1. A Deal

"There's one of our bases not far from here, would you like to stop by?" Ben asked quietly.

Mark, who was leaning back while closing his eyes, sighed heavily for the umpteenth time today. Leading a group that was on the verge of being destroyed is no easy feat.

Mark is the only child of the leader of the Black Eagle mafia group. His father, who died tragically due to an accident, made him inevitably take over his father's position, and become the leader of the Black Eagle group.

Too much to take care of. Even though Mark had tried to solve their group's problems one by one, the problems kept coming and made his head hurt. It was this very heavy burden that made him turn into a temperamental man. Mark felt like he could explode anytime he was touched, because of that, everyone was afraid of him. Everyone except Ben.

Ben is a crazy man who is very used to Mark's bad behavior. Because of that, Ben is always by Mark's side.

"Let's stop by, I'm thirsty." said Mark briefly.

Without saying anything else, Ben took Mark to one of the bases belonging to the Black Eagle group. Arriving there, Mark stood annoyed at the entrance watching a girl who was on her knees crying sobbing under the feet of one of the Black Eagle members who was in charge of the base.

"Please forgive my father, I promise I will repay the debt, please have mercy on us, give us a chance," the girl whispered between her cries.

Mark approached them, then sat on the sofa that was between the girl and his men. Seeing Mark's arrival, everyone immediately stood up and saluted.

Knowing that Mark was their leader, the girl who was prostrating immediately approached Mark, and knelt at the man's feet.

"Please, give us a chance," the girl with tears in her eyes whispered.

Mark didn't answer, he just kept quiet. The man stared at the clear brown eyes filled with tears. Somehow, the girl's gaze really made him feel very comfortable and calm.

"Bastard girl!" cursed Mark's men while dragging the girl away from Mark.

Mark raised one of his hands, and made his men release their grip on the girl.

The girl immediately crawled, begging Mark's forgiveness.

"What is the problem?" asked Mark to his men.

"Her father owes us quite a lot, and since he couldn't pay it, I brought him to sell to Taiwan," one of them answered quickly.

Mark nodded in understanding. Something like that does happen very often. Those who could not pay their debts were sold as slaves abroad.

"Please spare my father, I will do whatever it takes to be able to repay the debt, give me time," the girl begged as she hugged Mark's leg.

Mark took a deep breath, he then grabbed the girl's chin, so that the girl looked up at Mark.

"What's your name?" asked Mark quietly.

"Melody," Melody said quickly.

Mark nodded slowly. The girl looks very young. Maybe around twenty years. A beautiful girl with beautiful eyes and skin as white as milk. Too bad a girl like her had to get involved with the Dark Crow.

"I will let your father go, but on one condition!" Mark exclaimed while looking at the beady eyes of the girl who was prostrating at his feet.

"I will do anything as long as you let my father go!" said Melody quickly. Tears continued to flow from the girl's glazed eyes.

"Become my maid, and do whatever I ask! Anything!" said Mark emphatically.

Melody was silent hearing Mark's condition.

Servant? Does she have to clean the house, cook and do other household chores?

Melody's mind was immediately preoccupied with thoughts about the word maid that Mark said.

"I'm not good at cooking, but I can do other housework," said Melody innocently.

"What do you mean?" asked Mark confused.

"You want me to be your maid, right? I can do anything but cook," Melody said while wiping away the remaining tears on her cheeks.

"You idiot, you think I'm going to ask you to be my maid?" asked Mark with his eyes wide open.

"Isn't it?" asked Melody carefully.

Mark took a deep breath, the man then massaged his head which ached again.

"You are my personal maid, not a maid in my house! You are mine, do whatever I tell you! You understand what a slave is? You are my slave! You still don't understand it?" Mark asked while looking into Melody's eyes.

Melody was silent, without much thought, the girl nodded quickly in approval of Mark's words. Whatever it is he will do to save his father who is very old.

"In that case, let her father go. I'll give you one hour, after that you have to go with me," Mark said then left Melody and climbed the stairs, then entered the special room which I don't know what it was for.

Melody waited patiently for Mark's men to release her father.

"Melody!" screamed Melody's father as he ran to hug his daughter.

"Father," whispered Melody, hugging her father tightly.

Melody cried with relief because finally her father was released after being detained for more than three days. There were so many scars on his father's face and body. I don't know how the mafia treated his father.

"What did you do to get them to release father?" asked Melody's father with a pale face.

Melody was silent, whether she should tell about her agreement with Mark or not. However, if he didn't tell him, his father would always think about him, and worry. He would also look for Melody's whereabouts if she disappeared with Mark.

"The boss of the mafia here needs a helper, so I work with him. I have to go dad, I have to follow wherever my master is. So, don't worry about me, and take good care of Mom," Melody ordered.

"Servant?" screamed his father in disbelief.

"The mafia boss needs a maid, I can pay off my father's debt with my salary, so don't worry," lied Melody.

"Are you sure you'll be fine? Just let them take Dad, you go home with your mother," Melody's father asked.

Melody fell silent. Imagining his father with the ruthless mobsters made him shudder. The man would not be able to take the torture and pressure from them. Unlike him who is still quite young and healthy. Maybe one day he could break away from Mark. Before that, he had to make sure that his father could return safely.

As much as possible, Melody persuaded her father to come home soon. He reassured his father, making sure that everything was fine, Melody only had to work as a maid until her debt was paid off.

After trying hard to convince her father, Melody was able to sigh because her father nodded in understanding, and was willing to leave that place and return to his house.

"Let's go," Mark said as he walked ahead of Melody. With heavy steps, the girl followed Mark and the other men to the car.

Inside the car, Melody kept staring out the window. She knew she might never return home. But that's better than letting those mobsters sell her father overseas.

"Ben, did the casino opening go well?" asked Mark leaning back in the chair with his eyes closed.

Melody watched the man closely. A handsome man who seems very dangerous.

"Everything went well, it's just that those damn officials keep protesting because you weren't there in person to greet them!" said the man behind the steering wheel.

"Who do they think they are? Why should I greet them?!" snapped Mark.

"Hey Boss, come to your senses, they've already invested a lot of money, so be a bit more lenient!" said Ben curtly.

Melody jumped in surprise when suddenly Mark looked back and looked at her with a strange look.

"Are your eyes real? You don't wear contact lenses or anything?" asked Mark with a strange expression.

"This is real!" said Melody quickly.

"That's great," Mark said relieved.

"Why?" asked Melody confused.

"Because if those aren't your real eyes, I'm going to be so mad, and I'm going to gouge those eyes out as fast as I can!"

Melody's body immediately shook at Mark's words, while Ben chuckled softly.

"Boss, you scared her!" Ben reminds.