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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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198 Chs

CHAPTER 196 That's enough

  Lorenzo's POV

  Alessio moved away from me with a smirk plastered on his face after tying me to a chair.

  Let the real games begin.

  "You're not so high and mighty now, boss. It was a dumb move coming here all by yourself; that is so unlike you," he said.

  I ignored him. My gaze was fixed on Stefano.

  "My… you're in dire need of a haircut, Stefano, you look like a fucking girl."

  "I know, right? But no thanks, Genevieve prefers it this way, isn't that right, my love?"

  She glowered at him, moving her face away from his hand.

  "I never said that."

  "But you did. You stopped mother from cutting my hair. I heard you. I always heard every word you said."

  The side of her face looked red with a handprint on it, while Claudia had a busted lip.

  That made my blood boil.

  "You fucking creep."

  "Call it whatever you will, brother, I prefer to call it being smart and hiding in plain sight."