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It all started with a debt.

Then a misunderstanding.

But what will it end with?

Rafael, a 24-year-old medical graduate, takes on a perilous mission: infiltrate the mansion of Don Marco, a ruthless mafia lord, to gather intel for a rival crime boss. 

Posing as Don Marco's personal doctor, Rafael is tasked with curing his insomnia while secretly gathering information to bring him down. But Rafael harbors a dangerous secret—he's been infatuated with Don Marco for years.

As Rafael navigates the treacherous world of organized crime, he finds himself increasingly drawn to the very man he's supposed to destroy. 

Don Marco, known for his cunning and brutality, begins to trust Rafael, blurring the lines between loyalty and deception. The once-clear mission becomes a tangled web of desire, duty, and danger.

Torn between his growing feelings for Don Marco and his obligation to those he loves, Rafael must decide where his true loyalties lie. 

Will he find a way to complete his mission without betraying his heart, or will his emotions lead to his downfall?

In this dangerous game of cat and mouse, can a healer truly be the deadliest weapon?

The Mafia's Deadly Cure

"Ermm... I'm afraid that's one of the reasons I came. Glad you already know, and judging by your cool appearance, you don't seem to mind," Rafael said with a strained smile, his hands sweating as he clutched the hem of his dress.

"Am I?" Mateo replied, glancing at Antonio, who could only chuckle in response to Mateo's words.

"Now, get our little boy a chair so he doesn't collapse," Mateo instructed, and Antonio moved swiftly to comply.

Rafael didn't know why, but whenever he was in front of Mateo, his legs always felt limp, as though he couldn't walk. Right now, he sat down in the chair in front of Mateo with sweat beading on his forehead.

"Now, back to the question you asked. What do you say? Do you want me to feel okay with it or not?" Mateo asked, crossing his legs, looking at Rafael with a cloud of tobacco smoke in his mouth, which he removed as he spoke.

Let him go...