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The Mafia's Deadly Cure

It all started with a debt. Then a misunderstanding. But what will it end with? Rafael, a 24-year-old medical graduate, takes on a perilous mission: infiltrate the mansion of Don Marco, a ruthless mafia lord, to gather intel for a rival crime boss. Posing as Don Marco's personal doctor, Rafael is tasked with curing his insomnia while secretly gathering information to bring him down. But Rafael harbors a dangerous secret—he's been infatuated with Don Marco for years. As Rafael navigates the treacherous world of organized crime, he finds himself increasingly drawn to the very man he's supposed to destroy. Don Marco, known for his cunning and brutality, begins to trust Rafael, blurring the lines between loyalty and deception. The once-clear mission becomes a tangled web of desire, duty, and danger. Torn between his growing feelings for Don Marco and his obligation to those he loves, Rafael must decide where his true loyalties lie. Will he find a way to complete his mission without betraying his heart, or will his emotions lead to his downfall? In this dangerous game of cat and mouse, can a healer truly be the deadliest weapon?

Unique_Ideas_ · LGBT+
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85 Chs

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The clinking of silverware against fine china echoed softly through the dimly lit dining room. The warm glow from the chandelier above cast shadows on the walls, creating an intimate yet tense atmosphere.

Rafael sat across from Marco, his fork slowly pushing food around on his plate, though his appetite had long since fled. The sound of the fork against the plate was a sharp contrast to the silence that had settled between them.

Rafael's thoughts were miles away, lost in the dark corridors of the mansion's underworld where they had interrogated Mr. Guández.

Countless "what ifs" replayed in his mind, an unsettling worry gnawing at him, stirred by the man from last night.

Marco's eyes hadn't left Rafael since they began eating. He observed the subtle changes in Rafael's expression as his thoughts consumed him.

"Something on your mind?" Marco's voice cut through the silence, smooth and controlled, as he casually sipped his coffee.