"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 stood up striding out the room heading out of the warehouse as Diego trailed closely behind me.


　　I got in my car as Andrew drove back to the mansion.


　　We arrived at the mansion, Diego opened the car door as I got down and went inside, Diego was still trailing behind me.


　　I headed straight to the dining room just in time, they were just getting seated.


　　Giovanni, Andrea and Allegra were the first to notice me and my angry countenance before anyone else.


　　"Something's awfully wrong," Allegra said, studying my angry face.


　　My heated gaze was directed at Riccardo and Marcella, especially Riccardo who looked clueless at the moment.


　　"You're really testing my patience, Riccardo. How dare you? What gave you the fucking right to try and dictate my life." I asked calmly but I was fuming inside.


　　"I don't understand," he replied.


　　"What is he talking about?" Marcella asked, directing her gaze to Riccardo.


CHAPTER 63 Don’t try it again