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The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Fifty-Four
Enzo will be arriving tomorrow.That's what Aurelio told me when I walked into the kitchen. He was looking at me to try to see my reaction, but I offered none. He turned back to the stove and flipped the omelet. I sat down at the kitchen counter after pouring myself some coffee. I've had a few days to think about everything, and I'm sticking firm to my decision. The truth is, I don't know what I feel for Enzo, but I do feel something. I'll acknowledge that, at least. Is it enough to surpass everything he's done and said to me? No, absolutely not. So is it significant? Also not. If Enzo decides to come back from wherever he is and keep adding pressure, I'll just tell him how I feel about this whole situation. We're in no position to develop any sort of feeling for each other. The sooner he resolves his issue with Giotto, by killing him I mean, we can get out of each other's lives. We won't ever have to see each other again and we'll forget this ever happened. Am I afraid of going o
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Fifty-Five
I wake up with someone tapping my arm. I scrunch my eyes before opening them, and I find Enzo staring at me. What is he doing in my room so early in the morning? I was glad that he hadn't mentioned anything, please don't tell me he wants to talk about it now. "Enzo?" "Aurelio left. You're stuck with me for the rest of the day."I suppress a groan. Not again. "Can't I stay behind?" I promised myself that he'd have to drag me out of this apartment if he ever intended on making me spend the day with him, but I've realized that it isn't worth the effort. I don't want to have to fight him. In about a week, I'll be free of him anyway. "You know that isn't an option. Come on, get dressed. I'm already late." Late for what? He leaves me alone and I shower quickly, then dress up. I tie my hair in a bun and meet him in the living room. I ask, "Where are we going?" "To pick up some things." We leave the apartment, but this time Enzo doesn't give the men in the lobby a day off. He tells them
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Fifty-Six
He parks the car in front of a restaurant.I raise a brow. "Are you meeting someone here?""I know that you haven't had breakfast. I can't drive you around on an empty stomach. Come on, let's go inside."I don't know what to make of this. My fingers tremble slightly as I open my door and climb out. He's concerned about my well-being? Since when? He's really starting to freak me out. We both enter the restaurant and my mouth waters instantly. It smells like a piece of heaven in here. This place isn't as chic as that bar we went to last time. There's a homey feel to it, like I'm sitting right in my mother's kitchen. From the dark wooden tables to the small metal chairs, everything about it screams rustic, comfort food. There are some framed Polaroids of smiling families. I'm at ease here. A waitress walks over to us and hands us the menu. Everything looks delicious, I don't know what to order. I look up and he appears to be equally as torn as I am. I ask, "Have you been here before?"
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Fifty-Seven
We're out of the house at eight AM sharp. Once we're in the car—a brand new Lexus, not the car we drove in yesterday—he says, "I have to meet some guys today. We'll be discussing the grand day." He likes to call it that. I hope he's right. I hope it'll be the day all of our suffering ends. I ask, "Won't Aurelio be there?" "No, he's busy with something else."He stops by a nearby bar and buys coffee and pastries for breakfast. It's all so delicious that I moan as I take a bite. I thought I wouldn't have an appetite after yesterday. I was dead wrong. The drive isn't long. I still have my cup of coffee when we park in front of a hotel. "You're meeting in a public place?" He says, "It isn't a problem. Giotto doesn't have eyes everywhere."The interior looks like every other hotel I've ever been to. Dark wooden reception, red carpeted floor, a small lobby. Enzo turns to me and says, "Wait here. I'll give the guys a call."I nod and he walks away. The lobby is practically empty, so I
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Fifty-Eight
Aurelio is in the kitchen preparing dinner when we return. His eyes skim over both of us. He asks Enzo, "How did it go?" He sits on one of the stools under the countertop. "Gustavo was there." Aurelio doesn't comment, but his lips purse in a way that suggests he's displeased with what he heard. I can't help but wonder why. Shouldn't they trust him, considering he's going to help them kill Giotto? I don't understand how they can work side-by-side with someone they don't even trust. He’s turning against his father, and Enzo said so himself that if he wanted to betray them, he would have a long time ago. How far is he going to let things go?I can sense that they're quiet because of me, so I excuse myself. I leave my door open a little, because I'm dying to hear what they'll talk about. I can't stand too close to the door, or Enzo will see me, but I can't hear anything from where I'm standing. I give up and go to the bathroom to take a bath. I blast the hot water. It's so relaxing, s
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Fifty-Nine
He gets in Aurelio’s face. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why would you bring her to this place?" "Calm down," Marco pleads. "We've come to help you. You're in their territory, Enzo, and you didn't have any back-up with you.""That was the deal I had with them," he spits. "You had no business coming here and you shouldn't have brought Chiara with you!""What makes you think they'll keep their word?" Aurelio asks. "You're upset that I'm here, when in fact you should be grateful that we've come to your rescue. They're going to kill you."He runs a hand down his face. "You shouldn't have interfered. Just go, get out of here." "I won't leave without you," he declares. In a lower voice, he says, "Without you, killing Giotto will be damn near impossible. I'm not going to let you die in the hands of these rascals!" Behind us, someone asks, "Is there a problem, Enzo?" It's a bulky man with the tattoo of an eagle on his right breast. He ignores him and says to Aurelio, "I can take care
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Sixty
I've never seen Enzo this devastated. He's kneeling beside Marco’s body. He's been in this exact position for ten minutes now. Everyone has gone, both from the de Luca side and ours, it's just the four of us and Marco’s body. They've covered his face with a shirt, but blood is seeping through it. It's a grotesque sight. "You shouldn't have come," Enzo says, finally rising. "I had this under control. I didn't want to put any of you in danger. This never would have happened if you had just minded your business."Aurelio’s response is, "Marco was the one who called me. He was concerned about you, he followed you here. He called me and asked for my help. He wanted to convince you that what you were doing would cost you your life, but instead it cost his."Enzo closes his eyes. I can feel his pain, and I want to go to him and offer him some form of comfort, but I stay rooted to the spot. "You—""You should've been honest with us from the beginning,” Aurelio says firmly. “How would he hav
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Sixty-One
Aurelio left last night.I know this because the other room is vacant and Enzo is asleep on the couch. I don't know if I should let him rest, or if I should wake him up. It's already past ten, and he's usually up by this hour, but yesterday was a traumatic day, so I decide not to disturb his sleep. How I miss waking up to Aurelio preparing breakfast for me. It just felt so good, being taken care of for once. I've even managed to gain some weight. I start by making coffee and I'm still deciding on what to eat when I hear the front door. Aurelio walks in, his eyes on Enzo who is still asleep on the couch. He looks at me and I gesture at the pan in my hand. "Breakfast?" He shakes his head. "Let me.""I could make it," I suggest, feeling useless already. I know I wanted him to cook, but now that he's here I feel terrible for being such a slob. "You should have a seat, rest."He smiles, but it's small and strained. "If there's one thing in life I learned, it's that if you want something
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