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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

Lorenzo took off his sunglasses. There was something peculiar that caught his attention with all five. Across their chest, they had the same deep-cut carving in the shape of V. All five had a precise gunshot to the head, heart, and stomach. Three bullets.

Lorenzo's frustration grew. The killers made it seem like it was done by one person. A professional. Insane. One assassin couldn't have been in five places all at once. Whoever they were, they were buying time. First, his shipments and now his table had been attacked.

If he had a suspect in custody, does it make sense that he was with her the night it happened? Confusing.

Lorenzo took a deep breath and moved the sheet over Marco's waist. He examined his lower body and found out it was just fine. "Do they rest have any injuries on their lower body?"

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT