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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 air between Eduardo and Marcello changed immediately when Marcello initiated the kiss. They were close enough to breathe each other in, but Eduardo's lips remained parted. Then Marcello grabbed Eduardo's wrist and pinned him to the bed.

He lowered his head and covered Eduardo's lips with his own. The kiss hit hard and fast, filled with urgency as if Marcello was taking something he'd wanted for a long time. Eduardo's heart pounded, and his mind was spinning, but he couldn't pull away.

Maybe he really wanted this to clear his mind. Marcello crossed his legs to the other side, sitting on Eduardo's body.

Eduardo gasped as their bodies pressed together, feeling his hardness. Marcello's teeth brushed his lip, and the urge to get touched was overwhelming. His body trembled as he was on Eduardo's body. It was so obvious that he noticed.

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