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48. Enzo
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2025-10-17 23:52:38
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In My Godfather’s Bed 132.Tabitha
Tabitha:My feet moved faster than my brain. I ran out of my room, my head was spinning, and my hands shook with my phone loosely in my grasp. This had to be a joke, a game, some… some kind of awful prank. I had to be seeing things. I had to. There was just no way!“Enzo!” I slid into the living room, nearly stubbing my toe against the doorframe. “Enzo, what is going…”I froze. Everything in my body lurched to a halt. Enzo sat on the single sofa, his eyes hard, his phone in his hands, and his fingers moving slowly and intentionally on the screen. He didn’t look up at me as I ran in, but I knew that he knew that I was in the room, and to make matters worse, I knew that he was watching the video as well. His lips fell at the corners, his eyes hardened even more, my legs collapsed under me, and I fell to the floor; my phone was still buzzing wildly from all the notifications. I couldn’t bear to look at them.“Enzo.” My voice was weak. Tears welled up in my eyes and slid silently down m
In My Godfather’s Bed 131. Tabitha
Tabitha:I woke up with a headache so brutal it felt like someone had taken an axe to my skull and left it there overnight. My tongue was dry, my throat burned faintly from throwing up, and for a few seconds I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember how I had gotten into my pajamas.Then it all came back in pieces.At the casino, Colin offered me drinks, Enzo showed up from nowhere and brought me home.My stomach twisted.I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and squinted at the time. I was almost late for work.“Shit,” I muttered under my breath, forcing myself out of bed despite the pounding in my head.I washed my face quickly, brushed my teeth, and threw on one of my usual office outfits without thinking too much about it. My mind felt heavy and fogged. I hadn’t seen Enzo before leaving my room, and that alone made my chest tighten. Was he still angry? Disappointed?I hurried down the stairs and froze when I saw Enzo in the kitchen.Not Edwardo.He stood by
In My Godfather’s Bed 130. Enzo
Enzo: I paced my study as I dialed Tabitha's number for the sixth time. Why was she not picking up her phone call for goddess sake. It was late already, and it was unlike her to be out by this time. God, Tabitha was going to be the death of me. I just knew she was. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my anxiety, and then decided to check her location since picking up her phone seemed to be something she couldn't do. Fuck! She better be okay. My eyes narrowed when I tapped on the location and realized where she was. She was at the Casino again. My nostrils flared and my fist clenched. She just never listened! I wasted no time. I plucked my car keys from the key rack and made my way out putting on a warm jacket as I went. In less than thirty minutes, I was there. I handed my keys to the valet and entered the Casino. Bright lights blinded my red momentarily before I adjusted. I scanned the place before finding her at a bar with Collins My nostrils flared a
In My Godfather’s Bed 129. Tabitha
Tabitha:I walked up, my step, precise yet calculated. I felt an ache in my chest but soon ignored it because I knew it was just because I was still mad at Enzo.He soon saw me, and a smile crept onto his face, gently running his gaze from head to toe till he finally arrived at the table where he was seated with some men.A man standing at the side pulled a chair out for me and I sat down, directly opposite Collins. I felt a little weird being the only woman seated here but this woman did win a whopping one million last time. “Tabitha, I’m glad you could make it on such short notice. For a moment I thought you were going to turn down my invitation.” He said with a smile on his face.“I was a little less busy and I already gave my word to stop here one more time so why not?” “Don’t tell me this would be the last time you’d pay a visit to us at the casino, we really love having you here.” The other men seated also agreed with him and I blushed slightly. They acted so welcoming, like
In My Godfather’s Bed 128. Tabitha
Tabitha:A few minutes later, the waitress arrived with our order and placed it gently on the table. For a moment, silence stretched between us. I couldn't help but compare Andrew to Enzo. He was also good-looking and being with someone like him was more expected, unlike Enzo. I tried shrugging the thought off my best because it felt like he could hear all my thoughts. None of us spoke, I could feel the tension rising so I started the conversation.“You sounded pretty stressed over the phone. Are you okay?” My tone was calm, concerning. From his voice, I could tell something was wrong, and although he looked put together, he was unsettled.He hesitated for a while. “Come on, you know you can always talk to me. Is it because of your grandfather?”I said, convincing him to speak. He nodded slightly, gently raising his gaze. “Yes, the will was read yesterday.”That explains it. “And?” I straightened my back, eager to hear why the will being read affected him so much. “He gave eve
In My Godfather’s Bed 127. Tabitha
Tabitha: Silence again. At this point, his silence was starting to get on my nerves. What exactly did I do to him? He seemed calm when I spoke to Collins at his office earlier today, so what changed? If he doesn’t want me going to the casino, the least he can do is give me a good reason as to why I can’t go. He doesn’t even have any reason to be mad. If anyone is to be mad, it’s me. “So you’re not even going to say anything to me?” I snapped at him, still trying to remain calm but he kept his gaze fixed on the road, obviously uninterested in whatever I wanted to say. “There’s nothing else to say. And I’m not angry, you just won’t be accepting his invitation to the casino.” His tone was stern and cold, sending chills down my spine. There was no point trying to get answers from him when he was being as cold as hell. I turned to the widow and rested my head gently on the frame, letting the breeze soothe my nerves. Why exactly was he angry? Was it because of the stre
In My Godfather’s Bed 89. Enzo
Enzo:I sat in the waiting room, pacing back and forth, running my hands through my hair. My breathing was shallow and shaky. Tabitha was in one of the wards, and I had still heard nothing from the staff yet. “Fuck,” I groaned, sitting down on one of the benches and burying my face in my hands. Th
In My Godfather’s Bed 88. Tabitha
Tabitha:At the window, I watched Enzo get into the car and drive away. I huffed and slid down to the floor as his car’s hum disappeared. I can’t believe I was staying in his room. My face twisted, and I raised the hem of my shirt to look at my stitches. They still hurt. The pain meds were doing d
In My Godfather’s Bed 87. Tabitha
Tabitha:I lay back in the back of the car, happy to be out of that hell hole. My hands grabbed the hem of my shirt, and Enzo’s eyes met mine, igniting the familiar sting in the back of my hand. I sighed. For the entire ride, I had developed the habit of lifting my shirt to look at the stitches on
In My Godfather’s Bed 86. Enzo
Enzo:I waited outside, pacing wildly and trying my best to keep calm. The Sergeant and Mark were in Tabby’s room and so far, there hadn’t been any cries or screams. I still didn’t understand why I wasn’t allowed to be in the room with her while they questioned her. The discharge papers were alrea
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