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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 6 What kind of a sick person are you?

  Lorenzo's POV

  "What exactly do you want from me?"

  Exactly the words I was looking for. Walking closer to her crying frame she backs away shielding her little brother from me.

  "Please... what do you want from me?" She questions once more.

  "What I want is very simple Genevieve."

  "What is it?" Her voice quivers a bit looking at me with alert fearful eyes.

  "As you already know I have a gunshot wound that isn't properly healed and needs medical care."

  "How do I come into all of this?" She asked her eyes darting over to my men not too far from us.

  Is she that dumb?

  "I'll go straight to the point then, I want you to be my personal nurse."

  Her already pale face pales the more at my words, her eyes wide with surprise.

  "I can't do that, I already have a job," she replied.

  Does she think I'm asking?

  "Just find someone else please.. I can't do this," she pleaded in her soft voice.

  "I don't remember asking you Genevieve." I stalk closer to her.