"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

　　"That feels really good," I admitted with closed eyes, relaxing into Davina's administration as her soft, expert hands massaged my neck and shoulders.


　　I had called Davina to the mansion because I needed a distraction and a massage after working all day, and she's one hell of a masseuse.


　　She's almost good at everything she does.


　　"You do realize that I'm not supposed to be here, right?"


　　"What are you talking about?" I leaned back, my head on her breasts, letting her magical fingers work their magic.


　　"You know, the reason I gave you on the phone earlier—that I promised your lovely wife that I wouldn't be seen anywhere around this house again. I had intended to keep my word and stay away until you called me up today," she complained.


　　"Why's that?" I questioned, my eyes still closed.


CHAPTER 140 Make her jealous