ENZO'S POVThe whole world freezes when Gypsy suddenly lands on the floor with a loud thud at my office door. So do I, until reality slaps me in the face three seconds later. I jolt out of my desk and run to her side."Gypsy?" I cradle her cheek in my palm, then say in serious voice. "This isn't funny. If you think pretending to faint is gonna make me less strict on you, then you're insane."I wait for her eyes to open and yet nothing happens. Panic puts me right in a wringer as I hold her upper body up and place it on my thighs."What the fuck! Gypsy wake the hell up. This isn't funny. Gypsy?"Damnit.Crouching, I sweep her up into my arms bridal style and hurriedly make my way to the elevator. Getting her into my car, I drive like a lunatic. Fuck any police who tries to stop me for speeding. If something happens to Gypsy...Fuck I can't even entertain the thought of something happening to her. When we get to the hospital. I look for a spot to park.After parking, I get out, move to
Arrow Falcon was fuming. His whole body felt like a quivering volcano just waiting to erupt. Lava-hot rage surged through his veins.How dared he? After Falcon himself had requested that Enzo intentionally lose the fight, the bastard had still gone on and won.And now so much money was gone because of him.As soon as the driver brought the car to a stop, Falcon stormed out of the car and hurried into his house. He didn't greet his minions like he did everyday. And he knew they were going to know something was off.He saw three of his guards standing and laughing together about something. They halted when they saw him, and he glared hotly at them.“Tell one of the whores to come serve me a drink.” He growled.He obviously surprised them with his tone because they all flinched before one set out to obey the command and the other two went in different directions. Falcon headed straight for his study room like usual. Grabbing the glass he usually drank his whiskey from, he flung it violen
GYPSY'S POV🎶Now the sun turns out his light,Good night, sleep tight.Dream sweet dreams for me,Dream sweet dreams for you.Good night,Good night, everybody,Everybody, everywhere,Good night.🎶I shut my eyes after the lullaby ends and force a yawn out of myself, ready to sleep like I've been for the past three hours.Five minutes later, I'm staring eyes wide into the darkness. Ugh. What the heck?Instead of darkness, the only thing I see when I close my eyes are forest green eyes that make me feel so lost when I look into them.Which confuses the hell out of me. Their owner is an asswipe, a jerk and a bastard. Not to forget douchebag. Remembering those eyes should be filling me with anger and rage.Not butterflies.Now I'm acting like a fucking drama queen, singing myself lullabies and force yawning several times to get sleep aware that I'm ready to be in it's kingdom.Thinking about eyes I'll never see again. I sigh. I realize what that sigh means and let out a groan. I immedi
GYPSY'S POVThis feels like Deja Vu.I step out of the elevator the next morning, deciding to pretend like everything is normal. Like I'm not just returning to work after resigning last night. Reality slaps me in the face. This is not deja vu at all. Because this time, I'm not here with good intentions. I'm here to spy on Enzo, to betray him.My heart squeezes painfully inside my chest, yet I put on a smile, greeting an executive as I pass by him and head for the coffee room.This time, the coffee is already brewed, so I just collect some and make my way out. The muscles in my stomach get tenser as I approach Enzo's door.About two meters away, the door parts open slightly. Then I hear Lena's loud and defiant voice.“It's not my fault that nobody has been able to please you in the past two years, Lorenzo.” Stepping out, she slams the door.One thing I realized in my two days around was that Lena is the only one who doesn't seem intimidated by Mr. Forestry. She calls him out on his bu
ENZO'S POVDrive past. Drive past. Drive past.My brain keeps yelling at me. However, it seems like my hands and my legs have other plans. The two traitors team up and force me to steer the car off the road and stop right in front of Gypsy where she's obviously waiting for a taxi.Bending a little, I peer at her confused face. "Get in. I'll take you home."Her eyes widen from surprise, but she shakes her head. "Oh, you don't have to. I'm fine with taking a taxi.""Gypsy..." I say lowly.She visibly gulps. Stepping forward, she opens the door and gets inside my Porsche.She looks out the window as I begin to drive, like she finds whatever is outside very fascinating. Silence settles between us and it's not the pleasant kind. It's tense and awkward.What else did I expect? In fact, what the heck am I doing?I should be asking her for directions to her house, but what comes out of my mouth shocks me. "Let's go have dinner together."Gypsy's head snaps in my direction, her big eyes much w
ENZO'S POVIt's a dream. It's all a fucking dream and I'm going to wake up soon. After all, things don't happen so quickly in real life. One moment, Gypsy can't be walking away from me because she's pissed off by my words, and the next she can't be getting shot.It just doesn't happen like that.A snowball of reality crashes my denial away when Gypsy begins to fall. I reach out, holding onto her body and falling with her.No. No. No. No.“Gypsy... Gypsy!” I call out frantically.Her eyes open, but I've never seen her look so stunned. They shot her in her ribs. Reality whips me with the belt of realization.They didn't shoot her. She jumped in front of that bullet. For me. To save me. Even after all the horrible things I told her. Even after I was such a jerk to her.She risked her life to save mine.Why Gypsy? Why won't you ever let me be a jerk and not feel remorseful?I look up just in time to find a hand holding a gun retreating back into a speeding black Aston. The hand that pulle
ENZO'S POVI pace to and fro on the LVT floors of the hospital, unable to rest my butt or my mind for that matter. Not when Gypsy is inside the operation theater battling for her life.All because of me. Fuck, I still can't believe she jumped in front of the bullet for me.“I brought the car, bro.” I hear Dante's voice behind me.Without hesitation, I turn and pull him into a tight hug. He stiffens and I can't blame him for it. Between the two of us he's always been the emotional one, always initiating hugs that make me cringe.Not so today. Damn, I've never felt the need for so much comfort in a very long time.“She saved my life, Dante. She jumped in front of that bullet for me.” I say shakily.Dante holds me for a little longer. “Enzo, calm down and talk to me.” He says, nudging me back to look at my face. “How did it happen? Did you see who did it?” His jaw clenches suddenly. “Don't tell me it was that old man. Fuck, I told you not to mess with him because he could be dangerous.
GYPSY'S POVMy eyes finally snap open only to be assailed by blinding lights. I groan.“The lights...the lights.”I hear a deep male voice, then some shuffling and moving around. Finally, the light on my eyelids is not so intense anymore.I open them to find Mr. Forestry standing at the foot of my bed. “What... What happened? What am I...”The events suddenly play in my mind like a horror movie. Enzo saying those mean things to me. I being hurt and deciding to leave. Seeing the white Aston, the guy pointing the gun at Enzo. I shouting Enzo's name and running to push him aside only to feel the excruciating pain in my ribs. The pain. The breathlessness. The feeling like my soul is being ripped out of my body. I've never been so scared.My breaths are heavy all of a sudden. Enzo is by my side in a second. “Hey, are you okay?”He tries to touch me but I swat his hand away. “Don't touch me.”“You saved my life.” He says.“Thank you very much for the much-needed information,” I respond sar