"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

　　"Okay, close your eyes," Allegra said, flashing me a beautiful smile with a blindfold in her hand.


　　I narrowed my eyes at her suspiciously.


　　"Are you trying to prank me?" I asked in amusement.


　　I was resting in the bedroom in the evening, a few hours after I returned from the bakery shop, when Allegra entered my bedroom with a smile on her face.


　　"No... just play along and close your eyes."


　　I exhaled. "Okay, fine." I closed my eyes as she gently tied the blindfold over them, securing a knot behind my head.


　　"Can you see through the blindfold?"


　　"Yes, I can't see a thing," I replied.


　　"Okay, even when I take off the blindfold, do not open your eyes until I say so. No peeking, okay?" she reiterated.


　　She held onto my forearm, leading me to God knows where.


CHAPTER 89 What is she planning?