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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 54 Hospitable host

  Lorenzo's POV

  "And what are you doing over there? Let me rephrase that. What are you doing in my bedroom?" I questioned.

  She looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

  "I...I was just doing my chores sir." She replied in a fearful tone her eyes trained on the gun in my hand.

  "I don't recall asking you to clean my bedroom today."

  My furious gaze was directed at Marisa the maid. She was laying on the bathroom floor in an undignified manner with soap suds surrounding her, She was drenched from head to toe completely.

  My guess was she must have slipped and fell knocking over the bucket of soapy water she must have been using to clean the bathtub.

  Fucking idiot.

  It seemed like she was everywhere I go these days, I couldn't even pick out her face in a crowd before but now... she's everywhere hovering around me, invading my private space. and it was annoying as hell.

  Maybe one day she might also invade my dreams as well. Then I'll end her myself.