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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

A few minutes before Marcello and Eduardo went down to the dining room for dinner. Marcello, at first, refused to go downstairs to have dinner since he wanted to be with Eduardo for the remainder of the day.

However, Eduardo wished to leave the room. He was choked up being with Marcello all day. He refused to let go of him even after having lunch on his bed.

He felt like a wife, no, a pregnant wife with a super caring husband who wouldn't let her do any work at all. It was obvious that ever since Viktor left the house, Marcello had been extra clingy to Eduardo. He doesn't want him going anywhere as if he's afraid that one day, he'll leave.

Eduardo doesn't know the reason and doesn't bother to know. His obsession reminded him of when he used to be Carlo. There was not much difference between them and now.

Before The Dinner!