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When an orphaned Anastasia suddenly gets thrown into the life of an undercover mafia don as a maid... How will she cope with their sudden marriage and the weight of the mafia? How will she survive the everyday mysteries she uncovers each and everyday of her marriage with Alexander Roberto?... Read to find out...
I'm Anastasia and I've been a loner nearly all my life, one would think that that has ever stopped me from moving on but never...
I moved to New York ever since my parents died, I was left broken since then, I was thrown out of the house by my greedy uncle. People that my parents had entrusted me into their hands...
My uncle took my parents' company and I was left on the street. I moved to New York from California about three years back... I decided to start working as a waitress at Nancy's cafe in order to earn money to take care of my self. Nancy's cafe is owned by a very lovely lady and her husband Tom. Nancy and Tom provided help me when I just moved to New York, they are the best thing that ever happened to me ever since my parents died, they gave me a place to stay. Nancy and her husband, Tom have been a very great support system to me.
I live in a small apartment which they rented to me when they brought me here.
They refused to collect rent but I insisted they did otherwise I could not accept their help. I think I've already been a burden to them and the last thing I want is to keep being a burden to the people that helped me without even knowing me.
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As usual, I woke up to the budging sound of my alarm. I groaned in irritation as I buried my head into my pillow. Deciding to finally get up, I rish to the toilet to brush my teeth and have a nice bath. After washing up, I stopped to stare at the mirror.
I frowned when I saw the bags under my eyes. My Amber eyes always reminded me of my parents. I decided to just push everything back and move forward. I can't let myself mourn every single day.
I put on my pants and top before proceeding to my bed to wear my shoe... I checked the time and saw that it was already 6:30am so I quickly rushed out of my apartment. The cafe is just a few blocks away from my apartment so I got there under five minutes.
The cafe is a small but cozy space, our customers love the cozy aura it gives. It's interior might be cheap and simple but none of that matters to them. I hanged my coat on the rack before rushing to the kitchen. I saw Nancy in the kitchen making breakfast, scrambled eggs and coffee.
"Good morning Nancy!" I greeted cheerfully before grabbing my apron.
"Good morning my love, how was your night?" Nancy asks with a grin as she stirs the eggs. Nancy is a lovely middle aged woman, though her bright blonde hair makes people think otherwise. Her cheerful brown eyes always make her look extremely younger.
"I'm fine Nancy " I said before looking around, observing the kitchen.
"Nancy where is Tom?" I asked, a little surprised that he isn't around yet.
She gave me a warm smile as she turned of the gas "he should be around by now. He had stepped out to grab some coffee beans" she explained before dishing out the eggs.
I nod in understanding before walking out of the kitchen. I sigh in relief when Tom walks into the cafe with some shopping bags.
"Good morning Tom" I greeted cheerfully. He looks up at me and smiles cheerfully, his grey eyes glistening.
"Good morning Anastasia" he greeted as he dropped the bags on a nearby table.
"Tom I have always told you to call me Ana" I frowned playfully.
"Yeah! Yeah ! Please come over and help me with the bags I want to go back to the kitchen to make some more muffins"
"Alright Tom" I said before going over to the bags.
I took over from Tom and started my work for the day.
It was about 2pm when some business men in suits strode into the cafe, something about their presence brought some sort of dark aura.
The cafe was nearly empty so I was wetting the tables when they walked in. Something about their outfits and facial expressions told me they weren't just anybody.
I looked around for Tom and saw that he was busy with other tables, so I decided to go to their table and take their orders.
"Good afternoon, I am Ana and I will be your waitress today, what can I get for you?" I asked bringing out my pen and notepad.
They were three of them, they were all looking gloomy and serious, especially one of them who buried himself with his phone. I stood there for sometime before one of them, a blonde green eyed guy gave me their orders.
I took their orders and went to get their black coffee. When I got back to the table, I dropped the coffee and was about to place the last one on the table but I lost my footing and the cup of coffee spilled on my dress and also on one of the men's suit. The man snapped his head up and I stepped back in fear.
His blue eyes glared at me and I swallowed, his face was firm and void of any emotions. He gritted his teeth and frowned, his sharp jawline moving in synch with his movements. I know I've caused a scene because everyone is looking here.
I flinched as I seemed to finally notice the hot coffee burned my skin. I held the spot and quickly ran to the toilet. On my way, I could here the shattering of a vase and deep cursing.
I rushed to the sink toilet and ran cold water on it, how could I have been so clumsy? I just had to pour coffee on a man in suit. Men in suit are always powerful men. I groaned irritated, this just had to happen today of all days.
I turned off the water and flinched at the stinging spot. I just have to manage I guess.
I left the toilet after sometime and went back to the kitchen to apologize to Tom for causing the chaos, I know I was wrong for being clumsy.
"Tom am so sorry!" I stated as I rushed to his side. He looked up at me, his eyes tired and guilty.
Tom sighs and pats my shoulder "Ana, I know it was not your fault, but he is insisting you apologize to him... I wouldn't insist you do it but he's a very powerful man, he might get our cafe closed if... It's just that he owns the building and we owe him some amount of money..."
"No problem Tom, I will just go and apologize, no need for you to beg... It was my fault..."
"Anastasia you really don't have to do this.."
"No problem Tom" I insisted, nodding in reassurance.
I walked back to the cafeteria, saying a prayer secretly. I hope he accepts my apology, I can't be the reason this cafe goes down.
When I reached their table, I noticed that the man I had poured coffee on still had the coffee stain on his suit. I took in a deep breath and was about to apologize when he looked up and gave me a stern look.
"How hard is it to just drop a cup of coffee, what reasonable explanation do you have to give?" He snarled angrily.
I closed my eyes in order to contain my emotion. I'll just apologise.
" I am sorry Mr Roberto..."
"You should be, you have to be very sorry. I don't want you serving me ever again! "
I nodded vehemently and turned to leave when I saw Nancy coming to the table.
"Alexander!" Nancy beamed as she walked to the table.
"Good day" He stated, his anger subsiding.
Nancy turned to me and then to him "Alexander meet Anastasia, Ana meet my best friend's son, Alexander"
"I was about to say hello when he snubbed me and started speaking with Nancy, pretending like I wasn't even there.
I left the table and went back to work, thankful that my apology was accepted. Customers kept strolling in so I was very busy.
After 4hours, it was time to head back home so I went to the kitchen to ask Tom if he needed me and he told me to go home and get some rest.
I left the cafe and was going through the busy street of new York, everybody going about their different businesses and daily life. It was one of the many times I knew that truly it was a city that never sleeps.
After staying at the park for about 2hours, I left and went back home, I got off the bus, walked straight to the apartment and tiptoed inside. I knew Nancy was home and I didn't want to disturb her. Before I made it to my room, I saw Nancy in the kitchen.
"Ana, where have you been ,I called you so many times , I was so worried" she scolded.
"Am so sorry Nancy, my phone was dead and I lost track of time, I needed some fresh air" I explained. She sighed in relief.
"No problem love , come sit and have your dinner" she said.
"Nancy you really don't have to" I complained.
"I want to Ana, you are like the daughter we never had, please let me and Tom do this for you, now come fast I made your favorite, spaghetti and meatballs"
I sat down and clasped my hands together in excitement "Nancy is there anything I can help you with?" I asked.
"No Ana let me just serve you first , I have something to discuss with you if we finish eating"
"Ok Nancy, I hope there's no problem"
"No darling" she confirmed.
After we finished eating, I cleaned the table and helped Nancy with the dishes, I went up to my room to freshen up and came back to meet Nancy in the kitchen.
"Nancy, you wanted to speak with me?"...
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