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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

The Ivanovs were seated at the dining table, having their dinner silently. While they all ate, Mr Ivanov had his eyes fixed on them. He hasn't been able to see them for a long time, especially Viola.

Viola was uncomfortable with the stares, that she dropped her fork and wiped her mouth with the napkin. It wasn't just her father who was staring at her, Fabio also couldn't take his eyes off her. Her stepmother kept glaring at her, hoping that she would leave as soon as possible.

She suddenly cleared her throat and touched her husband's hand.

"Darling, you didn't tell me you were going to call for dinner. I never had enough time to prepare for it" She let out a fake laugh. As if he were uncomfortable, he slipped his hand from his wife's touch and also let out a fake laugh.

"You don't need to know everything I know. Just as you have secrets, I also have secrets" he said. Her face immediately turned cold as she looked away.

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