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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

Nikolai's eyes were still stuck on the stranger who was standing before him. Just like he thought, he looked just like Carlo. However, he never knew Carlo personally since his cousin threatened to kill him if he ever got close to him.

"You must be Nikolai Diabolo, right?" His voice snapped Nikolai back to reality that he scratched the back of his head. He accepted his handshake and nodded.

"Yes, that's me. You're not Italian, what are you doing in such a party?" Nikolai raised an eyebrow. He was already thinking of targeting Bruno and taking him home.

But Bruno, on the other hand, approached Nikolai for a reason. Of course, he could recognize him from afar, after all, he knew everyone close to Marcello. He spent his time learning about his Marcello, everything he liked and also disliked.

He was just stepping out for some fresh air when he saw Eduardo and Nikolai talking. Eduardo had a confused look on his face as Nikolai's hand was on his shoulder.

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