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Nursing The Mafia Boss

"I'm the leader of the Italian mafia. Now, do you understand?" I replied casually. Her beautiful face pales as she falls back on her ass, her eyes wider than ever. She looked positively frightened. "Oh God…this isn't happening..." she slaps a hand over her mouth, shaking her head in denial as fresh bouts of tears streamed down her face. "How did I get myself into this?" She sobs. "Hey.. eyes up here, Genevieve," I said waving the gun in her face to get her attention. She looks up at me in apprehension. "Please, sir… I'm begging you, don't kill me. I'll do anything... just please.."  she trails off, her shoulders shaking with the force of her sobs. Now that's very interesting. "You'll do anything I say?" I asked, stroking her cheek as she held her breath. "Yes.." she replied swiftly, nodding her head. "Okay."  I stood back up to my full 6ft 2 height looking down at her. "I want you to give me an heir." ******** Lorenzo Barbieri was shot and wounded in a gun smuggling shipment. Genevieve was abducted by unknown men and forced to treat the Italian mafia boss--Lorenzo Barbieri. Lorenzo Barbieri needs an heir. He used every possible means to force Genevieve to marry him. Their lives are now entwined, leading to a loveless marriage. Soon after, Lorenzo's brother finds Genevieve was his childhood sweetheart. And he decided to pursue her. What will Lorenzo do when he realizes he has already fallen for Genevieve? Will he do something to win back her heart?

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CHAPTER 177 In the shadows

  Unknown POV

  I've been watching her.

  For years now, I've watched her from afar, biding my time for when I'll have her all to myself again.

  I met her first; she loved me first before he came into the picture and ruined everything.

  When I first met Genevieve, I was completely besotted and taken by her intoxicating beauty, aura, and overall sweet personality.

  She might not have noticed it, but she stole my heart that first day we met.

  I fell for her. Very hard.

  She was everything I ever wanted and more.

  And when she smiled, she took my fucking breath away.

  She's fucking perfection.

  When I asked her out and she agreed to be my girl, I was over the moon and felt like I was the luckiest man in the world.

  We were happy the brief time we spent together. I tried my best to always make her happy and keep that dazzling smile on her face just for me.

  She loved me just like I adored and worshipped the fucking ground she walked on.