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The Mafia's Muse

“I own everything in this building, and that includes you. Now, get on your knees,” Lorenzo ordered. Natasha stood her ground, not flinching. “I don't like repeating myself,” he stated. - Indeed, he only spoke once. His actions enunciated volumes, and this Greek God didn't fail to wreak havoc on all who crossed his path. Even if you were the clueless assassin sent to end him, Lorenzo Lizzo would show no mercy. Kill the Ruthless Mafia lord and earn her freedom. Little did Natasha, aka Vera, know that she would fall in love with “her mission”. He was supposed to be just another mission. Not an easy one, but a necessary one that would put an end to her past. Instead, she chose to give up her freedom and fall in love with him. When the truth about Natasha's initial mission is discovered, would Lorenzo, a man from Hell who never forgives, make an exception for the woman he loves? - Note: The picture on the cover is not mine

LanaSteele · Urban
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78 Chs

CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN.

Kneeling beside Vladimir, who was red from exhaustion, she pressed both of her hands over his wound. "You're going to be okay, you're going to be okay." Shock—she was going into shock. And then how could she help? Snap out of it, Natasha. You know who you are now!

In between grimaces of pain, Vladimir looked proud. "I never imagined that I will meet my daughter again. Since I did, I am dying a happy man. Thank you, Lorenzo. I am sorry Natasha that I didn't get to know you. You grew up elegantly. As beautiful as your mother."

"Don't talk, please don't talk." Blood skimmed past her fingers. Lifeblood. He can't lose anymore. "You have to save your strength!"

Lorenzo inspected the wound and saw that it was deep. There was no chance of survival and if they stayed there for longer, they would soon be in the situation as Vladimir.