"I'm the leader of the Italian mafia. Now, do you understand?" I replied casually.
Her beautiful face pales as she falls back on her ass, her eyes wider than ever. She looked positively frightened.
"Oh God…this isn't happening..." she slaps a hand over her mouth, shaking her head in denial as fresh bouts of tears streamed down her face.
"How did I get myself into this?" She sobs.
"Hey.. eyes up here, Genevieve," I said waving the gun in her face to get her attention. She looks up at me in apprehension.
"Please, sir… I'm begging you, don't kill me. I'll do anything... just please.."  she trails off, her shoulders shaking with the force of her sobs.
Now that's very interesting.
"You'll do anything I say?" I asked, stroking her cheek as she held her breath.
"Yes.." she replied swiftly, nodding her head.
"Okay."  I stood back up to my full 6ft 2 height looking down at her.
"I want you to give me an heir." 
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Lorenzo Barbieri was shot and wounded in a gun smuggling shipment. Genevieve was abducted by unknown men and forced to treat the Italian mafia boss--Lorenzo Barbieri. Lorenzo Barbieri needs an heir. He used every possible means to force Genevieve to marry him. Their lives are now entwined, leading to a loveless marriage. Soon after, Lorenzo's brother finds Genevieve was his childhood sweetheart. And he decided to pursue her. What will Lorenzo do when he realizes he has already fallen for Genevieve? Will he do something to win back her heart?

Nursing The Mafia Boss

　　I was in deep thoughts looking out the window when Noah's voice snapped me back to reality.


　　"Can we go to the park Genevieve?" Noah asked as I turned away from the window looking down at him behind me.


　　"Oh I'd love to, but we can't right now Noah." I crouched down to his level.


　　"But why?" He asked, making a sad face.


　　"I can't give you a good explanation right now. Please don't be sad." I replied brushing his hair away from his forehead.


　　"I want to ride the ferris wheel," he pouts.


　　"We will, I promise. But it can't be today okay?" I assured him.


　　"You promise?"  he looks up at me.


　　"Yes little buddy." I smiled at him as he nodded.


　　"Come on let's go help mommy bake some delicious cookies." I stand from my crouching position extending my hand to him.


　　"Yay.. let's go," he claps his little hands in excitement before holding onto my hand as we head to the kitchen.


CHAPTER 17 A very good liar Ⅰ