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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

Viktor, for the third time, approached Mario. Mario saw him coming and sighed deeply. He was tired of answering the repeated questions from this old man.

"If you're coming to ask the same question, my answer is the same. No, they aren't back yet," Mario gave a response before Viktor got closer. He frowned and looked around.

"It's been four hours and they aren't even back yet. What if that slave did something bad to the young master? He shouldn't be trustworthy" Viktor frowned.

"Don't say that about Eduardo. There's no way he would ever try to hurt the boss. Do you think the boss is some kind of little child that needs protection?" Mario clapped back.

Viktor gritted his teeth and moved closer to Mario to speak again, but they heard the door creak open. Marcello and Eduardo walked in, with the bags in Marcello's hand.

Viktor: Caught!