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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

Antonov and Matteo quickly averted their gazes, their faces becoming a mask of impassiveness.

Standing up straighter, he didn't turn around, refusing to look at Natasha. He took a deep breath and walked toward the door. Matteo followed him outside and the door closed behind them.

"Keep her here and keep questioning her. She will eventually break down."

He took a step forward, but then stopped. Turning around, she faced him and growled in a deadly tone.

"No one lays a hand on her. If anyone is going to hurt her, it has to be me."

If anyone dared to go against his order, then they would die. Matteo seemed surprised but then nodded.

His order took him by surprise too. He didn't know where it came from, but all he knew was that he didn't want anyone touching her. That admission shocked him too.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN