The Trillionaire's Highest Bid

Prolouge

Miognette's POV

"What do you mean?" I said to the two gentlemen in front of me wearing a suit.
"Your father ran away with a huge debt. Now we're going to take this little house"

They reply still trying to get inside of the house.
Well I wouldn't call it a house, its more like an apartment really.
1 bedroom, 1 bathroom and a kitchen together with a table that comes with 2 chairs.

"Well how much is it? Im sure I can pay it off." I said with a little bit of confidence.
"200,000 USD, heh think you can pay it off?"

The moment he said USD, my face drops. Are you fucking kidding me!?

"Why US dollars? Why not euros?"

"Blame your father not me. Well missy, its either you pay us back right know or in the next 2 days your out."

With that they left and ignored my pleading.

Great! I have no Job, No dad and in the next 2 days NO HOUSE!!!
Why is this happening to me.

The second mom died everything just went downhill.
I went back inside and look at the picture near the door. Its my mom and Aunt Lydia having the time of their lives.

Mom why'd you have to go.
Me and Aunt Lydia would love to enjoy the day with you again. Aunt Lydia is a manager at a 5-star hotel and casino In Rome, Italy.

Every Time we visit Rome they would go shopping, have fun together while mom leaves me with dad. Since Dad didn't really like the idea of shopping, we mostly stayed home. If you're wondering who Aunt Lydia is shes my mom's best friend. They have been friends since 4th grade.

Well that was before mom died. After her funeral We never really visited Rome anymore. Due to the lack of money. So I guess that was the last time I saw Aunt Lydia.

"Oh Aunt Lydia mom would have loved to chat with you again...AUNTLYDIA!" I ran to my room ---the only room---rushing to call aunt Lydia.

It took at least 5 rings before Aunt Lydia picked up.

"Hello? Lydia Antoine, how may I help you?" I heard from the other line.

"Um...Aunt Lydia? It's me Mari." I said sheepishly.

"Oh Darling how are you? It's been so long! How is Gregory?" She asked

"Im fine Auntie....actually that is the reason why I called you."

I told her the things the just happened and How my bastard of a father left, how the house was going to be sold off.

"Oh my how horrible! How can I be of help?"

I took a deep breath to get my nerves calmed down. I swear the embarrassment will kill me.

"I was wondering.....if y-you could...um...you know give me a j-job in Italy?"

"Hmm..."

I was slowly dying. The suspense is killing me.

"I have an opening for you." I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"REALLY?!"

I replied almost shouting.

"Yes darling however you will be a hotel maid will that be ok for you?"
"OH yes Auntie I don't care even if I work as a Janitor!"

I honestly dont mind its better than my job before.

I was a cashier at a local gasoline station and I got kicked out because I beat up the manager who was Groping me.