"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

　　"Ugh, this is so stupid," Claudia comments, typing away on her computer.


　　Just get everything off your chest, Genevieve, just like Lorenzo said.


　　What? I just walk up to them and ask how long Lorenzo has been seeing Davina?


　　That'll sound off. Besides, his private life is none of my business. I shouldn't be meddling in the first place.


　　But you're his wife. I don't think he sees it that way.


　　"Are you alright, Genevieve? You're beginning to make me dizzy with all that pacing," Andrea groaned, rubbing her temples.


　　"Oh... I'm sorry," I sat down on the barstool.


　　"Why are you so worked up? You've been mooning around all morning," Claudia observed, shutting her computer.


　　"What is it? Is something wrong? Are you sick?" Allegra inquired with worry in her eyes.


　　"No... I'm not sick. I just have a little headache, that's all."


CHAPTER 142 Was he in here?