"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

　　"What is arugula?" Mom asked picking up the leafy green herb from the vegetable aisle.


　　"I know but I want to know what it does. What is it used for?" she's curiously looking at the herb in her hand.


　　"Um...okay it's packed with antioxidants or compounds that protect against or reverse damage to your cells and it's good for healthy vision and overall eye health." I said.


　　"Then I'll get it for mother, she's having problems with her eyesight lately."


　　"Yes, it'll be good for her and it's also got essential minerals and calcium. It'll be good for Noah as well."


　　Mom collects the herb, putting it in the cart I'm holding onto as we move from aisle to aisle buying things.


CHAPTER 46 Grocery shopping and Dirty linens