"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

　　A gunshot echoed in the dining room, followed by Camilla's terrified shriek.


　　I opened my eyes just in time to see Marisa's body drop to the floor lifelessly, blood streaming from the hole in her head.


　　Lorenzo strode closer to her, aiming at her body, pulling the trigger as I covered my ears.


　　He tried to pull the trigger once more but heard only clicking sounds as he threw the gun to the floor, cursing under his breath.


　　"Damn it!" Gio cursed, running his fingers through his hair.


　　Alessio and Diego rushed to the scene, probably alerted by the gunshots.


　　Lorenzo's lips turned down in displeasure, looking at Marisa's body.


　　"Get someone to clean up this mess," he ordered, taking a seat.


　　"Yes, boss," Diego replied, while the other men ventured into the dining area, promptly carrying her body away, leaving behind a bloody trail that led to the outside of the house.


CHAPTER 157 Acrimony