"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

　　"Here, try this, Evie. I'm sure you'll love it," Mom sets a glass of sweet-smelling smoothie before me.


　　"Okay," I picked up the glass and sipped on the smoothie.


　　"How is it? Do you like it?" Mom asked expectantly.


　　"It tastes really good. I love it. Thank you, Mom," I took another sip, closing my eyes as the cold, thick, sweet liquid slid down my throat.


　　"Okay, you're welcome. I'm glad you like it," she replied, smiling.


　　"Why are you making smoothies out of the blue, Jenna?" Adelina asked quizzically.


　　"My friend Nell told me to make some for Genevieve's insomnia. She says it works wonders for her, unlike sleeping pills."


　　"That's amazing," Camilla commented.


　　"Yes, it is. Nell said it's been a year since the last time she took sleeping pills."


　　"I'll give it a try one of these days. I'm having trouble sleeping," Adelina confessed.


CHAPTER 145 Go to the hospital