"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 watch in vexation as Viviana makes her way around the ballroom like she owns the fucking place, dressed in a conspicuous and scandalous blood-red dress—a strong, glaring contrast to the theme of the party.


　　It's more of a pick-me kind of dress.


　　Even the guests were beginning to throw her weird looks, but she's either blind or just doesn't seem to care as she promptly scans the room like she's searching for something or someone.


　　Mother's smile drops from her face when she spots Viviana in the room. She says something to a bewildered Jenna before making her way over to me with a furious look on her face.


　　"Would you excuse me for a moment?" I said to Nora.


　　"Oh, okay," she pouts, crestfallen.


　　Mother meets me halfway to her table.


　　"I don't know how you'll do it, but I want that woman out of this place before she creates a scene, Lorenzo. She's gatecrashing," Mother said discreetly, her gaze on the guests.


CHAPTER 126 Daredevil