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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 125 Here comes trouble Ⅱ

  Genevieve's POV

  **FLASHBACK**

  "What's the meaning of this nonsense I'm looking at?" Lorenzo questioned.

  We were having dinner when Riccardo entered the dining room, accompanied by six guards that stood behind him.

  "They're my men. They're here to protect me from the likes of you," Riccardo answered with an impassive expression on his face while taking a seat.

  "Here we go again," Allegra complained.

  Mom gave him a look full of loathing while helping Noah cut his food into smaller pieces.

  "What's the meaning of that, Riccardo?" Adelina began, putting her fork down on her plate.

  "Yes, he's right, because we don't know when Lorenzo might wake up in the middle of the night with an itch to kill and shoot us in our sleep. We needed to take precautions," Marcella defended.

  Lorenzo burst into unsettling laughter, which didn't quite reach his piercing green eyes.