"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

　　"Oh my goodness, Genevieve! What happened here?"


　　I immediately spun on my heel, half running, half walking as I made my way to the living room. I came face to face with Mom's shocked and bewildered expression as she looked around at the destroyed living room.


　　"What… what... What happened to our house?" Mom managed to ask, her eyes wide, darting around the damaged living room.


　　I had to get us out of here before these men noticed us... that's if they hadn't already.


　　But before I could get a word out, I heard the kitchen cabinet door being slammed loudly, rousing Noah from his sleep as he rubbed his eyes.


　　"What was that?" Mom asked in alarm, looking in the direction of the kitchen.


　　"Mom... there are some men inside the house," I whispered.


　　"What? Burglars?" she whispered, wide-eyed.


　　"Yes, and we have to leave immediately and very quietly... now," I whispered, glancing over my shoulder briefly.


CHAPTER 76 Breaking in