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Betrayed and butchered by his treacherous best friend, Carlo's soul was consumed by an insatiable thirst for vengeance. Reincarnated into the body of Eduardo, a lowly servant, he vowed to dismantle the ruthless Mafia empire of Marcello Diabolo, the monster who orchestrated his brutal demise.

But plans went awry upon meeting Marcello.

"You're mine, Eduardo. Why don't you spread your legs for me" 

Eduardo's resolve wavered as Marcello's seductive pull intensified.

"Run, and I'll catch you. You'll never escape my bed" Marcello warned.

"I need you inside me, not once, not twice, do it until I break"

Torn between revenge and desire, Eduardo's secret threatened to expose him. Would Marcello's obsession endure, or would Eduardo succumb to his enemy's passion?

Will Eduardo's quest for vengeance consume him, or will Marcello's fiery passion reduce his resolve to ashes?"

The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis

"What about this? Black looks good on you"

Marcello didn't bother to ask the next question since Eduardo was going to give his usual answer. He didn't want to go shopping. No, he hadn't gone shopping in a while. He wasn't a fan of it except when he was going with Carlo. Carlo had a good fashion sense and would always love to pick a complete outfit set, and its combination would be to die for. Everything Carlo wore looked good on him. Marcello preferred to order his outfits and he also had a personal designer.

The only reason he walked around with Carlo was because he wished to show off his wealth and spend more time with Carlo.

Eduardo also knew that. He was aware that Marcello wasn't a fan of walking around and choosing any outfit. He doesn't even know his shoe size or shirt size. His designer just takes his measurements and gets everything ready for him.

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