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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

Mario ran like he had never done before, and he came on time with the silver gun in his hand. He handed it to Marcello and stepped away.

Marcello was furious. It's almost as if he has been so blinded by anger that he doesn't know what he is doing anymore.

'What if he hurts himself? Do I stop him?'

"Don't even think of stopping him, Eddy. You'll get in his way. Let him finish dealing with the betrayer" Nikolai's voice rang in Eduardo's ear as if he read his memory. Nikolai just leaned on the wall with a grin on his face as if he was watching a movie.

Marcello checked the bullets in the gun and saw that they were complete. He put the gun back in its place and pointed it at Viktor. Viktor tried to speak, but he had socks in his mouth.

The Escape!