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I woke up from my slumber when i hear some rattling on the door and there stood John's( son of satan) right hand, Lucas. He spoke with his usual rough voice, "The masters are calling, and your punishment is over." I scoffed at his face before stepping out of the room with mickey in my pocket hiding. I was taken in the large dining area where John, his wife, Christina and John's brother William, known as the second most feared mafia and also A.K.A Christina's secret lover, who no one knows except me because i saw both of them making out in John's bedroom. If i spill this information, then simply Christina and William will be tortured to death.

I was ordered to stand beside John and he looked at me with a smirk on his pig face. I mentally puked at his face and gave him a malicious smile. He then said " i hear that today you have turned 16." 'Oh so this monster remembered my birthday', I faked a smile and nodded. He then looked towards Christina and then looked towards me and said "After 1 week from today my son will be coming and i want you to be his maid." WOW

Another Thomson would be now be handled, my day couldn't go any worse now. I made a face and said " Why me ? there are plenty of maids in this whole ass mansion just ask anyone else." I knew this angered him because his face turned like a tomato. He said " IF I SAY SOMETHING THEN IT MEANS IT HAS TO BE DONE WITHOUT IFS AND BUTS. YOU BETTER BEHAVE YOUNG LADY OR I MIGHT NOT HESITATE AT ALL TO SELL YOU TO SOME OTHER MAFIAS TO FULFILL THEIR NEEDS." I looked at him with a poker face because i know he can stoop so low. I turned my legs and went away after making sure to scoff at his face.

I entered my bedroom and laid down on the bed. I looked at the ceiling at thought about John's son. 'What if he is also like his father? what if he is the grandson of the Satan? what if he is good ? no no that can't happen because it is in the blood of Thomsons to be cruel, merciless and bloody asses. I took out my diary from under the bed and started flipping it.

In this diary i write everything that happens with me whether bad or good, everything.

June/04/20xx

Dear diary, I am your new owner, Madison. I know you have a owner but he is not here.(well i don't know whether he is a boy or not but the thing written here looks like it has written by a boy) So exactly 2 years back from now i saw him, a boy with the most beautiful pair of eyes and the most bouncy fluffy hair. I really wanted to just go and ruffle and play with his hair but these bad guys were gripping on me . I really want to meet him but i think i am very unlucky. Maybe because of this, my bad luck tainted over my mother's life which caused her death.

yes i got to know today by Christina about my birth when she was talking on a phone with someone. I wanted to cry but there was no one here to lean as the bad guys took away May with them for a punishment because i mistakenly broke son of Satan's favorite vase and she took the blame on her for me. I am feeling despondent. After returning from one of the bodyguards i saw a room with many pictured of cars so i went there and saw you there lying near the bed , so i took you. I know May taught me stealing is bad but your cover looked very fascinating and i also apologized to god and he forgave me. Now my hands hurt so i will stop writing. I will talk to you tomorrow, for now bye>>>>3.

I wiped my tears recalling that day when i got to know about the racking truth. I also chuckled after thinking that my younger self was in love with a boy about whom i don't even know the name of. I hope we meet soon unknown boy.