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“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.

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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?

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Note: The picture on the cover is not mine

The Mafia's Muse

With her eyes closed, she looked so at peace. Serene. Happy. Lorenzo felt his heart stutter as he stared at her. He was quick to grab her before she hit the floor.

So beautiful, a momentary thought passed through his mind. But he quickly shook his head, trying to get rid of his stupid thoughts.

Wrapping an arm behind her knees and the other around her back, he pulled her up to his chest and walked to the bed. Gently placing her down, he got rid of her bra and dampened panties and then pulled the covers over her body.

He sat down on the bed and stared at her. He couldn't take his eyes off her. He wanted to punch himself in the face for ignoring the long list of threats he was facing to only focus on this blonde. He tried to drown himself in work to stay away from her, but it was in vain. All he wanted was to fuck her.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE