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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

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Hola Amigo!!!

Mario and Nikolai stood in front of Marcello's room, arguing about who was going to reveal the news to them. Maria, who had even watched them display for over five minutes, sighed heavily.

"If you aren't going to tell him, then let me," she said.

"No!" They chorused. There was no way they could let Maria give the news to Marcello. They could start arguing or maybe exchange fists.

"Fine, I'll go in first. I'll leave the door slightly open so you can hear our discussion" Mario adjusted his glasses.

"Good idea. Go in first" they both agreed.

Mario, without knocking on the door, entered the room. It was tattered again. Well, before it was filled with broken vases or torn clothes and pillows, but now, it was filled with tissues and also... Semen.

Cockpit? Nah!