Claimed By The Ruthless Enzo

{Naomi POV}I stumbled to fall but the man didn't move, it was almost as if he was made with stone. He shifted slightly and I fell to the ground, my heart falling along with me. I could hear it thumping in my ear as I asked myself these questions. Have I been caught? Will I get killed? I rubbed by hand against my forehead, pretending to be high on alcohol not to be able to see properly. "Jeez, who the hell are you?" I winced, looking around confusedly. "Can't you help a lady up." "A lady?" He muttered, his voice as cold as ice and I sluggishly looked up to see the face of the man. His pair of black stared at me suspiciously and I looked away facing the ground hoping he didn't see my face.He stepped closer to me and I scrambled on the floor like a lost cat drenched in rain. I moved backwards and he scoffed. "Who the hell are you?" I gulped the bile in my throat and push my hand hair to the front still on the floor. "Oh shit, I'm so drunk. And I only had two drinks. I tried to look

{Naomi POV}“You heard me,” he replied. “You want to stay out of jail? Then sign it. Be my wife. That’s the only way you’ll work off one hundred million under my control. Otherwise—” he stood tall again—“the police are a phone call away.”I stared at the paper, my tears soaking into the corners of my lips.MARRIAGE CONTRACT AGREEMENT TO ENZO VITALEI felt a rush of nausea rise in my throat as I slowly looked away from the paper and met his eyes. The coldness in his gaze was enough to freeze me solid, talk less of staying under the same roof with him.I tried to imagine the horror, but my brain refused. I shook my head quickly. “No, please. I can’t.”He turned from me and walked over to his chair, sitting down like a king about to give judgment to a criminal. “Then you’ll go to jail,” he said flatly. “I’ll make sure of that.”My head ached so badly I thought it would split in two. I didn’t know what to do. My heart screamed for help, but no one was coming. I suddenly wished Chloe was h

{Naomi POV}Enzo’s hand loosened around my wrist as we kept walking further up the stairs, but it didn’t ease my nerves one bit. My skin still tingled where he’d been holding me, and not in a good way. I looked over at him, biting the inside of my cheek.Why do I feel like this is going to be my life now? Him dragging me around in front of guests like some trophy wife, pretending this is all normal.I shifted my hand, trying to pull it free from his grip, but the moment I moved, his fingers tightened again like steel wrapped in skin. His head snapped toward me, eyes cold and sharp. “What are you trying to do? Have you forgotten our terms and conditions so soon?”My heart jumped. I swallowed hard, heat rushing up my neck like a steam train about to blow. “Terms and conditions?” I asked quietly, my eyes flicking around as we stepped into a quieter hallway away from all the whispers and stares. “If this is really just a marriage contract, then we don’t have to hold hands when no one’s wa

{Naomi POV}“Hm, uh...” I stammered, trying to speak, but my words tumbled out in pure gibberish. I stepped back from Enzo, my breath shaky. “I... I need to see my mom.”Enzo stared at me like he was calculating the easiest route to kill me. His expression was flat, dangerous. He didn’t offer a single word, and every time our eyes met, I felt like disappearing right there, melting into the floor.“I had to sneak out,” I muttered under my breath, my gaze falling to his fists, balled up tight, his knuckles slightly pale from the force. “You wouldn’t let me see her if I asked.”“I thought I gave you an instruction,” he growled, voice sharp like broken glass. “Do not leave the room!”I opened my mouth, heart in my throat, but before I could explain, his hand shot out and grabbed mine. His grip was rough, his skin cold against mine. He pulled me behind him like I wasn’t even there, like I was just something attached to his hand.The spot where he held me burned, I winced but didn’t struggl

{Enzo POV}My eyes stayed on Naomi as she moved slightly under my gaze. I didn’t know why she quivered whenever I looked at her. It almost made me feel like a monster, that I wasn’t.I ran my eyes over her again before signaling for the priest to begin the wedding vows. The priest cleared his throat, voice echoing through the hall. My gaze didn’t leave Naomi even once while he read from the book in his hand. My focus was locked on her, making sure she wouldn’t do something stupid while everyone was watching.Then the priest turned to me. “Do you, Enzo Vitale, take Naomi Ray as your lawfully wedded wife?”“I do,” I muttered, my eyes still pinned on her. I had to keep my gaze there. One wrong move and this entire thing would blow up.It was her turn and the looked towards her direction, his voice filled the room once again. “Miss Ray, do you take Enzo Vitale as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sic