Chapter 5 Sofia's POV

I was surprised to see him in front of my cell and was even more surprised when he let me go.

At first, I thought he was messing with me by promising to let me go, but when he opened the cell and walked away with Alessandro, I knew he meant it.

But how did he expect me not to cross paths with him in this mansion that he owns? I wondered.

Maybe, I should sneak out and run home, maybe Daddy would have come up with the money by now. I know he has business connections and would be able to pull strings by now and get me out of here.

Since no one knew the Mafia King had let me out of the cell, it was easier for me to sneak out. Well, I had to think of a way to pass the men at the gate. I made up a story which they bought into.

I left the Mafia king's house rushing to my parent's house, looking back after every walk, trying to walk in hidden places in case they had discovered my lies and were after me.

I ran as fast as I could and walked when I was too tired to run, I had no money on me and did not even bother to go get my phone from the maid's room, as that would mean exposing to them that I was free from the cell, that wasn't part of the plan.

At last, I got to the house. I was tired, tasty and hungry, having had nothing to eat or drink while in the cell.

I rushed towards our gate and was shocked to hear loud music coming from within like a party was being held. I shook my head against the thought and said to myself that I was hallucinating and that it wasn't possible that my parents would allow a party to be held while I was still at the Mafia boss's house acting as his maid trying to pay back our family's debt.

I walked closer to the house and passed through the small gate to the compound. My dad is a man of high stature and so we usually have gatemen at our service, I was shocked that no one was at the gate when I got to the house and the smaller gate to the house was left open. I noticed my dad's car wasn't in the compound either.

Anyway, I walked into the compound and decided to look through the window just to make sure my family still lived in the house to avoid barging in on another person in the house, Moreover the music and shouts coming from the house made me cautious.

I could see movement through the curtain. I peeped and saw Elena, my step-sister dancing with her friends while holding in hand a bottle of wine.

I was shocked, it couldn't be that I was slaving away for the family while she was drinking and partying with the money that should have been used to rescue me from the ditch I found myself in.

I was still observing when the music was toned down and Elena spoke up.

"Let's lift up our glasses and cheers to me being the sole heir of my father. My sister has been sold to the Mafia King by my step-father and mother, so there is no way she will be coming back alive to contend with his properties with me" I heard her say.

'Sold to the Mafia King?' I thought, wondering what she meant.

I heard another shout of triumph from the living room as they increased the music volume and continued to party.

Could it really be that I was sold to the Mafia King? I wondered.

Then it hit me that the Mafia King did mention that he owned me, every part of me. Could it really mean that my own dad sold me off to be the mafia king's maid? I couldn't believe it.

I stood up straight and began heading for the gate. I was confused and pained. I couldn't believe that my family would sell me out and worse that my sister who I have done and sacrificed so much for would be excited to know that I was sold as a maid to pay off our family debt.

Were we really in debt or was this a plot by my step-mother to get me out of the house? I know she was tired of me but could she have gone to this extent just to have me out? I wondered.

I walked out of the gate and as tears dripped from my eyes I stared at my father's mansion displeased that I have been displaced.

I would have gone inside but I know it was better not to especially if my step-mum was home, she would ensure she handed me over to the Mafia king.

I turned away from the gate and began to wonder if I should go back to the Mafia King's house where I had been threatened already, at least before he found out that I tried to escape or if I should just wander in the street till I die.

I was already feeling very weak and crying and the sadness in my heart wasn't helping it, I was gasping for air and was extremely tired.

I decided it was better to try walking back to the Mafia King's office, at least if I died there my body could be easily identified.

I started walking towards the direction of the house when I felt a sharp pain in my stomach that sent me to the ground.

I sat on the ground, crying due to the pain in both my stomach and my heart, wondering what I did to deserve to be sold by my own family.

My eyes were still pouring out tears when I felt a hand covering my nose with a handkerchief.

Then I felt someone pick me up, I tried to struggle but I could not. I was too weak to. Then everything turned black as I passed out.