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81. Enzo
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2025-10-31 21:58:41
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In My Godfather’s Bed 139. Tabitha
Tabitha:I stood at the window overlooking the city. The reporters had gone… or that is what they wanted us to think. Every now and then, I would see a lady or a man at a restaurant across the street, anxiously looking at their phone or watch, as well as the entrance to the company. My lips turned down at the corners. They hadn’t dispersed. The hungry ones were still hanging around, waiting to pounce on Enzo and me as soon as we walked out of that door during closing hours. I tried not to think about it, but it was hard. This morning was a nightmare, and it was hard not to worry about how nightmarish it could be once we were done with work. My head snapped around at the sound of knocking on my door. “Come in,” I said exasperatedly. “After the encounter with Stephen from finance. I had grown more weary with those who came into my office. A few times during the day, I could have sworn I heard whispering or scratching just outside my door, like there were people pressed against the wo
In My Godfather’s Bed 138. Tabitha
Tabitha:I was absolutely wrong. Today was exactly what I had seen in my nightmares. Maybe even worse. We were barely at the office when we were surrounded by reporters. I could even swear that some of them had been camping outside the building, waiting for like crazed Black Friday goers. It was scary. The car was soundproof with tinted windows, but seeing people bang on the glass and press their faces against it made my heart skip every time. Enzo shifted uncomfortably next to me, and his face hardened. He was already regretting this idea. If things weren't so tense right now, I'd have gloated. Another male reporter pressed his face against the glass. I gasped and fell back against Enzo. The reporter's mouth was moving aggressively; his eyes stared straight ahead. I knew he couldn't see me, but it didn't make the stare any less unsettling. "Enzo?" I tugged his sleeve and felt his hand move to his pocket. "Someone should get security done here now," he snapped on the phone. I
In My Godfather’s Bed 136. Tabitha
Tabitha:My eyes were heavy when I dragged myself out of bed. I groaned and looked out of the window. The sun had barely come up over the horizon. I sighed and buried my head in my hands, unsure of whether to be angry, upset, scared or all of the above. I didn’t think that Enzo would go along with Natasha’s suggestion. I hated that woman with every fibre in me: her burgundy smile, her dark, stupid hair, her uppity attitude, but even I had to admit that she was right. I couldn’t run away from this forever. The sooner I got into public, the better. I was much younger than her, but even I knew the way the social media world works. It’s not like Enzo was the first person to get into a scandal like this. Many celebrities and stars get dirt on them, but it all fades in a few weeks. Enzo and I did nothing wrong. We aren’t related, and I am certainly not a minor. The bead creaked as I flopped back down on the mattress, a loud sigh escaping my lips. It all seemed so easy to understand, to
In My Godfather’s Bed 135. Enzo
Enzo:This isn’t funny, Natasha.”My hands raked my hair as I paced back and forth in the living room. Natash was smiling, watching me with bright eyes. She said she was here to help, not here to get a laugh out of this.Three more minutes and she was still smiling, still watching me, enjoying my restlessness. I stopped dead in front of her. “If you aren’t here to help, then leave,” I said firmly.“Can you just calm down?” she chuckled. “Can’t a girl be amused? I am here to help, but you have to admit that this is a hilarious situation that you got yourself into.”She stood up, and her heels clicked lightly on the marble floor. “I mean, I want to help you clear your name and all, but it’s going to be hard. The media is eating this story up like hot apple pie. Mr. Enzo Ross, the hottest, eligible bachelor billionaire, controlled, composed, content, disciplined, falling head over heels for his ward.” She chuckled and took a step closer; her breath was warm on my face. “Just saying it
In My Godfather’s Bed Chapter 134
Tabitha:It was hard. My phone was sitting on the bedside table, screen black, quiet. I lay on the bed, trying not to fidget. I had had breakfast, but I had picked at my food. It lay on the bedside table next to my phone. Enzo had encouraged me to turn it off so that I could relax and catch a break from all the beeping, but I was far from relaxed. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, about the calls, the hate comments that were all over my social media page, the backlash that Enzo was probably getting. He confessed that he loved me. “If only love could fix this mess that I was in,” I sighed, putting my pillow on my face, hoping that the fluff could block out the world and all the noise that was going on in my head.If only there were something that I could do. If only there were a way that I could help. Things didn’t have to go this way. Things didn’t have to be all out there and messy in public. For hours, I ruminated on what I could do or could have done to prevent all this: bette
In My Godfather’s Bed 133.Enzo
Enzo:I ate breakfast in my study. I needed the space. I needed to think. Alone. I had already called every social media site to have the video removed—but not before I downloaded the video and took enough screenshots of the page and handle—and I will of course be suing. Mark was already on the case. The legal cases alone this year… I rubbed my temple and sighed. He was going to get a fat paycheck from all this.My laptop was open in front of me and I looked at the account that had posted the video—@XposureTherapy019. A mocking play on words. And just as I had suspected, this was the only video in the account, meaning that the account had probably been created recently and for this specific purpose only.I opened my email and sent a message to my IT guy. “I need you to trace the IP address for this account. I need results in the next three hours.”I hit send and leaned back into my chair. Getting involved with Tabitha was going to have its consequences. I knew that from the first day
In My Godfather’s Bed 114. Tabitha
Tabitha:I had never had such a boring day in my entire life—sprawled on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling and babbling to Nora and Emily. Nora was in much better spirits. She had just gotten news from Gregory that they had returned his licence. They had decided that it was an error, a false rep
In My Godfather’s Bed 113. Enzo
Enzo:My finger hovered above the keyboard. I wasn’t sure how long I had been frozen in that position: eyes blankly looking at my laptop screen as my fingers floated above the home keys. I was exhausted. I had barely gotten any sleep last night. I couldn’t stop thinking about the casino, about how
In My Godfather’s Bed 112. Tabitha
Tabitha:The cashier did a double-take at me, his hand still hovering above the chips that he was supposed to be counting for me. “Are you sure that you are the one who won all of this?” he asked again, looking at me nervously and then around me. I nodded, but as I tried to turn around, the man w
In My Godfather’s Bed 111. Enzo
Enzo:Why did she pick tonight of all nights to be a brat?! I looked at my cards. My mind was racing, but my face was as stiff as a board. I had played poker to know that I had a shitty hand. I was not going to win, unless by some miracle, but I couldn’t fold. The Consigliere had taken away that op
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