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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

"Yes. I had some kind of dream last night and someone called me Vera. I don't remember much, but that is it."

Lorenzo picked up his cutlery and continued eating again. The same had a striking resemblance to someone he would skin alive if he ever saw, but there was no way she was the same person.

"I will see if I can find anything about that name. Did it perhaps come with a last name?"

"No. It was just Vera." Natasha omitted to mention Natalie and the uncle she shot. Even with trusting him, it felt like giving so much information.

"Natasha, I have a function you will be accompanying me to in four days. I will have someone over for your hair and makeup. A dress will be chosen too."

"Can I ask where?" she bit down on her lips, making Lorenzo remember the kiss that had him on the edge.

"You will find out soon." Taking the napkin, he wiped his mouth and tossed it to the side. "Thank you. It was delicious."

CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE