Beauty and the Beast (Mafia Romano X Reader)

Beauty and the Beast Part Two: In his Service

As the days turned into weeks, you learned many things about the mansion as well as the servants. The head servant, Elizaveta took care of you. She told you where everything was in the mansion, and she helped you get used to cleaning the huge place.Your job was to clean the bedroomsand the second floor kitchen. There were so many bedrooms, and they all looked almost identical (except for Lovino's). The more time you spent there, the less you began to see of the Mafia boss himself. He was always in his office (which he had forbid you to enter) or off on some job. You didn't really mind, though. However, your boredom got the better of you most days. Having a routine every day was getting to be so incredibly hum drum, amd you spent all your night time reading the books that belonged on the helter-skelter bookshelves you had found. Within a matter of two months, you had read everything in the mansion. This prompted you to ask a question of Elizaveta (rather than asking Lovino).
''I've been over this mansion lots of times. I've explored every room besides his office, and I have found no library. I'm guessing you don't have one here?'' Elizaveta appeared shocked at the question, and she lowered her eyes. You had a feeling that she didn't really want to say.
''Actually,we do. It has been locked up by Lovino. He refuses to enter after what happened a long time ago.''
''What happened?'' You frowned.
''I'm not sure if I should say, Belle. He doesn't like it being mentioned.'' She said in a paranoid manner. You sighed. Curiosity seemed to always be surrounding this kitty. You had to know what made Lovino like this.
''Alright.You don't have to tell me now. I mean, I have forever to live here and you can always tell me when you feel more comfortable.''
''Thank you for understanding. I just don't like talking about it. He hates his past, and if he ever found out you knew... it would be the end for me.''
''Really? Are you sure he isn't just acting tough? He doesn't seem all that mean to me.''
''You don't know him like we do. He can be cruel, sometimes. We servants aren't considered his family. We are....expendable.'' Elizaveta seemed like such a strong woman placed in a position where she couldn't do anything. This bothered you the most about how things were run around this mansion.
So, with the library not an option for you anymore, things became almost intolerable. The other servants had lived this way practically their whole life. They would just do extra chores when bored. That wasn't how you worked. Not yet, at least. You began to wander the mansion at night, waiting for something interesting to happen. It didn't take long for you to get your wish and finally break the cycle of boredom.
One night, you were wandering in the entry way when you heard voices outside the doors. Thinking quick, you hid yourself behind a bookcase. From not eating very much, you had become even thinner and so it was no trouble at all for you to hide behind the tall object.
''-I don't care what he has to say, now leave me alone.'' Lovino said, like an irritated sheep being hearded.
''Feliciano only wishes to-''
''Don't speak his name to me! That bastardo ruined everything for me, and I will never talk to him again.Get out of my face.'' Lovino's thick Italian accent made him sound like he was speaking too fast in his anger.
''Yes, sir.'' The messenger growled before leaving. You wondered who Feliciano was (though the name sounded really familiar to you), and just why Lovino hated him so much? Before you could ponder anymore, you felt a small tickle in your nose. Oh no.... Please, don't.... Then, a sneeze erupted from you just as Lovino got the first stair.
''Who was that? Show yourself?'' He ordered, pulling his gun out. You stood up anxiously and peeked out from behind the bookcase.
''It was me...sorry. I was cleaning and I heard voices. I panicked and hid behind here.'' You lied. Lovino lowered his pistol with a sigh.
''What the hell are you doing cleaning this late at night?You should be asleep! The fuck is wrong with you?'' He looked pissed, but there was also a bit of relief hidden in his eyes.
''I'm sorry, sir. I just couldn't sleep.'' You responded, your gaze tearing away from him to look at one of the bare walls.
''Come, eat with me.'' Lovino said, a softness in his voice you had never really heard before.
''No, I'm not really hungry, but-''
''It wasn't a request, ragazza.''
''I'm not hungry, so don't tell me what to do.'' You fired back. You were tired, curious and angry. At this moment, you were nothing to mess with. It took only moments for Lovino to make his way to where you were standing and stare you down with a look of pure intimidation.
''Don't ever refuse me again, Belle. Your life is mine, and I can do whatever I want with it.'' His voice darkened and he grabbed your hand forcefully, leading you up to the dining room. You stayed silent, your heart beating a little too fast for your comfort. You didn't like this Lovino, the mafia man who tried much too hard to make people afraid of him. You weren't sure if you liked the softspoken, gentleman side of Lovino that was rarely shown, either. In fact, in your heart of hearts, you were pretty sure at this point in time you hated him.  
The green eyed man sat you down in a small chair seated comfotably at the huge dining table. He woke the chef that had been sleeping next door, and had him fire up the stove to make some food. Lovino took his seat at the head of the table next to you.
''I know Elizaveta has been stealing food for you. Perhaps it isn't enough.'' Lovino said calmly.
''Oh?'' You refused to look at him; still trying to remain calm on the outside while you were furious on the inside.
''So, every night unless I am away on business, you'll join me for dinner.'' He said casually.
''What if I don't want to?'' You said like a rebellious teenager.
''It's not a choice. Remember the rules for living here? One of them is that you do whatever I say, whenever.''
''It wouldn't kill you to say, 'please'. Or to just ask me nicely. I will be spending the rest of my life here. Is it too much to ask that you treat me with respect?''
''But you're being so...difficult!'' Lovino roared.
''And you're being an ass!'' You stood up and slammed your fists on the table. All you were asking is to be shown a little kindness.
''Fine! Will you please join me for dinner from now on?'' He groaned, not meeting your eyes.
''No!'' You sat down and folded your arms.
''What? But I asked you nicely!''
''I didn't say I was going to do it!'' You retaliated. Lovino growled like a beast, and he went to stand up.
''Sir! What's going on? I heard yelling!'' Elizaveta entered the room.
''This...foolish ragazza won't agree to eat dinner with me from now on!''
''Control your temper, sir. Did you try asking nicely?''
''YES!' He bellowed.
''After you wanted to force me to do it anyway!" You snapped.
''If you don't eat with me, than you won't eat dinner at all!'' Lovino shouted.
''I'm used to it, I'll be fine.''
''THEN GO AHEAD AND STARVE!'' He stormed out of the room, fuming. You couldn't believe how he was acting just like an animal. Who the hell raised him to act so monstrous?
''Don't worry, my dear. I'll keep sneaking you out some food.'' Eliza said gently.
''I don't even care anymore. He's so...ugh! He's such a beast!'' You declared.
''He wasn't always this way. Maybe he can be who he once was again. You know, I am seeing more of the old Lovino now that you have come here.''
''R-really?'' You were taken aback. Why on earth would he change when you enter the picture?
''He is changing again. Before, he probably woul have shot you just to win the argument. He has done it to countless other servants.'' She shuddered.
''Lovino threatened me....that was about it.'' You realized.
''Maybe things will get better in time, Belle. We'll see. Until then, I'll be here for you. Come on, up to bed you get. It's going to be a long day tomorrow.''
You didn't sleep at all that night because you could hear Lovino in his room, throwing things and screaming at the top of his lungs.