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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

"You made me watch a girl getting tortured and raped." The words came out of her mouth before she could even think.

The anger in his eyes immediately vanished, but the hard look remained. Natasha knew she was playing with fire, but loved the burning sensation that lingered after the injury had been inflicted.

"What part was there to enjoy watching a girl get killed? I would appreciate not witnessing such," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Lorenzo pulled her face closer as his lips stretched in a small smirk. "Oh, Natasha. I have seen so many women over the years, but none holds the fierceness in your eyes. You didn't flinch at watching a girl get killed. However, you came from the scenario. You are interesting. I get to keep you until I have unraveled all the mystery behind you. And, you don't get to make a choice. Understood?"

CHAPTER THIRTY