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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

Eduardo was going to see the old man Diabolo. That was what he used to call him in his past life when he was Carlo.

Though, Marcello never wanted his father to meet Carlo. However, they met at events and parties. That's how they got closer. Closer in the sense that, he wanted to keep an eye on Carlo. Carlo was seen as a distraction to Marcello.

Of course, it was obvious. That was why Marcello wanted to keep him away from his father.

There were a few times his father warned Carlo to stay away from his son.

Eduardo slipped his fingers into his hair. He stood firm in front of the mirror. His tight black shirt and pants, with his pair of sunglasses, made him look different.

'With this, he'll see me as a bodyguard and not Marcello's lover, right? Except that brat does something in front of his father. Tsk!'

Eduardo adjusted his leather suspender that was pinned against his body.

The Visit!