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Very unbothered 😂😂

Author: Lisa
last update publish date: 2026-03-29 01:41:04

Diana let out a long, exaggerated sigh, still slumped against the wall like her bones had given up on life.

“I swear
” she muttered, staring at the ceiling, “if I survive this place, I deserve a medal. Or a vacation. Or therapy. All three.”

Alessia gave her a soft look, arms crossed, one eyebrow raised.

“You’re dramatic,” she said calmly.

Diana turned her head slowly. “And you’re enabling me.”

Alessia snorted. “Get up, drama queen. You still have work to do.”

Diana groaned loudly but pushed her
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  • Owned by the one night stranger    Very unbothered 😂😂

    Diana let out a long, exaggerated sigh, still slumped against the wall like her bones had given up on life.“I swear
” she muttered, staring at the ceiling, “if I survive this place, I deserve a medal. Or a vacation. Or therapy. All three.”Alessia gave her a soft look, arms crossed, one eyebrow raised.“You’re dramatic,” she said calmly.Diana turned her head slowly. “And you’re enabling me.”Alessia snorted. “Get up, drama queen. You still have work to do.”Diana groaned loudly but pushed herself up anyway, brushing off her clothes.“Ugh. I hate this job already,” she muttered. “I mean, who made cleaning floors my personality?”Alessia chuckled lightly, then gently patted her shoulder.“Come on,” she said. “Let’s get you back to work before that boss of yours comes back and decides you need another ‘lesson.’”Diana froze mid-step.“
Another what?”Alessia gave her a knowing look. “Exactly.”Diana pointed at the door dramatically. “I’m filing a complaint with God. This is unacceptabl

  • Owned by the one night stranger    Forgive me oh mighty lord Vincenzo

    Diana dragged the mop lazily across the floor, sweat on her brow and zero energy in her bones. “Huh
 rich people and their shiny-ass floors,” she muttered, twisting the mop. “Do they even walk on this thing or just glide?” She puffed out air, wiped her forehead with her sleeve, and muttered again, “Phew
 my whole body is crying. This is not cleaning. This is suffering with extra steps.” Just as she bent down to wring the mop again, her ears perked up. Voices then Whispers. Coming from one of the rooms down the hall. “Hmm?” she stood upright slowly, narrowing her eyes like a suspicious raccoon. “Who’s talking
?” Her curiosity took over. Like a cartoon character sneaking up to a cookie jar, she tiptoed toward the door, holding her breath. She leaned in and peeked through the tiny keyhole. Inside, she saw Raffaele and one of the guards. They were whispering intensely. “
The shooting really messed things up,” Raffaele said, his voice low. “The drugs were supposed to be

  • Owned by the one night stranger    The blood in the sheets

    Vincenzo walked into the room and quietly shut the door behind him. His movements were quick, almost impatient, as he made his way over to where Alessia sat. He dropped beside her with a deep exhale, running a hand through his hair.“Mom,” he began, his voice heavy, “this is getting too much.”Alessia blinked at him, calm as ever.“Even though the maids don’t know you’re my mother,” he continued, “you brought them in here thinking—what? That I’d fall for one of them or something?”He shook his head in disbelief.“But as you can see,” he added, motioning loosely toward the door, “I don’t like any of them.”Alessia smiled softly, almost knowingly, and reached for his hand. “Son,” she said gently, “it’s fine.”Then her eyes gleamed with something mischievous. “Besides
 I think I already have a daughter-in-law.”Vincenzo frowned instantly. “Mom
 you’re talking about Diana?”Alessia raised her brows, as if to say what do you think?“You made me bring her in,” he muttered, his voice dipping

  • Owned by the one night stranger    more than a maid

    Alessia knelt gently beside Diana, her touch soft as she reached for her arm.“Come now, dear. Let’s get you cleaned up.”Diana blinked at her. Huh? She wasn’t expecting... this kind of welcome. Especially not after being offered like livestock ten minutes ago.The woman helped her up, and that’s when Diana noticed—she wasn’t just older... she was maybe in her late 50s. The gentle kind of woman you’d imagine bringing soup when you’re sick. Not working in a mafia mansion.“Um... thank you,” Diana said softly.Alessia smiled. “Aww, poor child,” she whispered. “Hmm... have you eaten yet?”Diana’s stomach twisted so loud it answered for her.She shook her head. “No... I haven’t.”“Ah, I thought so,” Alessia nodded knowingly. “Come on, let’s get some food in you.”As they walked, Diana glanced sideways at her. “
Ma’am?”Alessia paused. “You can just call me Alessia, sweet one. I’m a maid. Just like you now.”Diana chuckled a little. “Well... nope. You’re old enough to be my mom. I can’t ju

  • Owned by the one night stranger    The deal

    Diana stumbled forward as one of the guards gave her a push. Her hands were still cuffed, the cold metal digging into her wrists. The masked man—her buyer—sat calmly in his seat, his legs crossed, fingers laced together. On either side of him, two guards stood like statues, waiting for his next command.His eyes, dark and unreadable behind the velvet mask, scanned her from head to toe. Slowly. Deliberately.Then, with a slight tilt of his head, he gave a lazy order.“Cuff her properly.”The guards moved instantly. They adjusted her cuffs, locking them together at the front instead of behind her back. A small mercy. Then, without a word, he stood, adjusted his gloves, and began walking toward the exit.“Take her to the car,” he said, voice cold and quiet. “Now.”She was pulled along like cargo. Her feet stumbled as they guided her outside. The crowd from the auction was gone. The halls were eerily silent. The moment the doors opened, she was shoved into the backseat of a long, black ca

  • Owned by the one night stranger    your father used you as a collateral

    “LET ME GO!” she yelled, struggling against his grip. “THIS IS KIDNAPPING! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!”A sharp slap cut across her cheek.“Shut the hell up,” he snapped. “You think anyone’s coming for you?”She bit down on her lip, tears stinging her eyes, but she didn’t let them fall.Another man walked in. “She’s a mess. Get her cleaned up. Change her into something decent. Boss wants her in Room Three.”“I’m not going anywhere,” she hissed, even though her voice trembled.The second blow hit her in the ribs. She folded over, gasping.“You don’t get to say no,” the first man muttered. “Your daddy made sure of that.”His words sent a chill through her. “What are you talking about?” she asked shakily. “What does my father have to do with this?”The man looked at her, then laughed bitterly. “Oh, you don’t know?”He took a step closer. “Your father—Alessandro Corsetti—borrowed two hundred million dollars from our boss. He said he’d pay it back in a year.”Her mouth went dry.“That’s not p

  • Owned by the one night stranger    Done being the good girl.

    Diana hailed a taxi and collapsed into the back seat, slamming the door harder than she meant to.Her body still buzzed from last night—the kind of buzz that wasn't just alcohol. It was the kind that came from touch. From surrendering herself to someone she didn’t even know. The kind that left her

  • Owned by the one night stranger    I want him

    At first, it was clumsy. Her lips missed the mark slightly, but he caught them with his own—hot and demanding. His hand gripped the back of her neck, pulling her closer as his tongue slid into her mouth, slow and deep. She moaned softly against him, her body arching into his as if it had been cravi

  • Owned by the one night stranger    The Stranger With a Gun

    Diana stumbled away from the bar, tipsy and hot, pushing through the sweaty, grinding bodies on the dancefloor. The club pulsed with lights and bass that shook her chest. She wasn’t thinking straight. Her legs were shaky, and her brain screamed one thing over and over again:I want him. I want him.

  • Owned by the one night stranger    She Wore My Dress—While Screwing Him

    “Ah
 Andrea, oh God
 yes
 right there.”“Andrea, baby
 you feel so good
 mmm
just like that, Yes!!!!!”The voice was unmistakable. And when Diana pushed the door open and saw her—Sara, her own little sister—bouncing on top of her boyfriend, she froze. Her body went cold before the heat of rage took

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