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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

To Santiago's greatest surprise, Natasha didn't cower. The other girls were trembling, biting their lips due to anxiety. But Natasha looked him straight in the eyes and asked,

"Who are you?" The only two people who moved here were Lorenzo and Matteo. No other person made her quiver.

"Didn't you educate your slut?" His anger was now directed at Lorenzo, who stood behind, watching the whole time.

Lorenzo stepped forward, his eyes dilating with authority. "Get your fatty ass a seat, Santiago, or I will have you thrown out. Don't forget who I am and where you stand. Take your girls and get moving."

With embarrassment, he gave them a sneer and began walking. Gia flipped her hair and winked at Natasha, giving her a discreet thumbs up.

You could tell that they enjoyed the fact that she stood up to him. Maybe they wanted to but wouldn't dare since they would be playing with fire.

CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE.