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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

She started to chew loudly with a teasing expression on her face, then gave Natasha a wink and stuffed another spoonful in her mouth. And then she moaned out loud.

Natasha crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes.

Behind her, someone cleared their throat. Her back straightened and she turned toward the sound only to find Antonov leaning against the doorway.

He didn't even spare her a look. He was only staring at Celine, whose eyes widened when she saw him and her cheeks turned red.

She blushed and averted her eyes. Natasha looked back at him and saw his lips tilt upward in a confident smirk.

When Natasha saw him rubbing his elbow and neck, she looked away, bored.

Antonov cleared his throat and said, "How are you feeling, Natasha? I didn't get a chance to see you when you woke up."

He knew her, she, though. "I am okay. Thank you. And you are?"

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE