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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

The murmuring grew when all eyes turned to see Lorenzo hugging Vladimir. Even Natasha was speechless. He had rejected hugs and handshakes from all the guests except this one.

"Son, how nice to see you." Son? His father? Natasha pondered.

They embraced for a full minute. Vladimir glued his mouth to Lorenzo's ear, whispering, "I am proud of your strength. Your father will be proud."

"Thank you, old man," he responded, breaking off the hug with a rapid tap on Vladimir's back.

Soon his eyes fell on Natasha's smiling face. Vladimir saw his feet moving toward her. He gripped both of her arms, looking deeply into her eyes. "You are so beautiful," he complimented. Vladimir's eyes became wet with tears, fond memories of his dear wife and daughter crossing his mind.

Natasha felt this man's pain. Whatever he was going through, she thought it wise to embrace him. Pulling him in, she hugged him tightly. "Thank you, sir."

CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE