ANMELDENENZO
My informant had just given me everything. I stared at the document in my hands, reading the same lines over and over again. My eyes refused to believe what was written there. No. Luca wouldn’t. He was my brother. My fucking brother. He wouldn’t set me up like this. He couldn’t. I had been calling the fucker for the past hour, but every call went straight to voicemail. I went to his house. And the warehouse, He wasn’t there. I went to his company. His secretary had told me, he left. There was only one place he could be. His club. I drove like a madman, my eyes constantly dropping to the papers sitting on the passenger seat. My hands tightened around the steering wheel. At one point, I nearly crashed into another car. I slammed on the brakes. “Fuck!” My chest heaved as I stared ahead. I didn't even care. I needed to see him. I needed him to look me in the eyes and tell me this was all a fucking lie. Soon, I arrived at Sinful Adventure. I stormed inside, ignoring the women who tried to stop me, flirt with me, touch me. I shoved past everyone. I went straight to Luca’s office. I threw the door open. And stopped. Luca was sitting behind his desk. Bottles of whiskey were lying beside him. His shirt was half-unbuttoned, his hair a mess, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked pathetic. Not like Luca. He looked broken. But I didn't feel sorry for him. Not tonight. “Why the fuck have you come to my imagination?” he slurred. I frowned. He blinked at me. “Oh…” A bitter laugh escaped him. “To steal my thoughts like you stole my girl?” “Luca.” He slowly raised his head. “W-what are you doing here?” “You better sober the fuck up.” I snapped angrily. I just found out what you planned.” He stared at me blankly. “W-what?” “I know about what you planned with my manager.” His expression didn't change. Then he rolled his eyes. “Took you long enough.” My mouth fell open. For a moment, I couldn't breathe. I had prayed he would deny it. I had prayed he would laugh and tell me my informant had gotten it wrong. Instead…He admitted it. Just like that. “Tell me it's a lie, fucker.” My voice cracked. “Tell me you wouldn't do that to me.” He said nothing. “Tell me you would never betray me like this.” My voice dropped into a whisper. “Please, Luca.” That word tasted like fucking humiliation. I was begging my own brother to tell me he hadn't destroyed me. Luca laughed. A broken laugh. Then he pushed himself to his feet, nearly stumbling. “You betrayed me first.” He pointed at me with a trembling finger. My fiancée won't even let me touch her.” His voice cracked. “She told me she would never love a monster like me.” I clenched my jaw. “This is about Sofia?” He laughed again. “No.” He shook his head. “This is about you.” My heart sank. “You violated me, Luca.” I stepped closer. “You made Nora take advantage of me.” I shouted. “Do you realize how fucking horrible that is?” “Yes!”He shouted back. “Yes! I'm the monster!” “And you…” He pointed at me again. “You're the perfect cousin, aren't you?” I stared at him. “I loved you.” The words came out before I could stop them. He sneered. “And I loved you too!” His voice broke. “I loved you. I protected you. I fucking…” “Shut the fuck up!” You don't get to say that.” I shook my head. “You don't get to tell me you loved me after doing this.” I balled the papers in my hands. “How could you do this to me? I asked “didn’t you think about our history!” About that freaking tattoo in your fucking chest!” He scoffed, like I had just said something ridiculous. I glared at him. “You still think those hitmen were outsiders?” My heart stopped, no. No. Lord. No. “W…what do y…you mean?” I stuttered. He downed the half bottle of whiskey on his desk. And looked back at me. “I ordered that hit. I bought those shooters.” I froze, the paper falling out of my hands. “You’re slow as fuck.” How come you couldn’t connect the fucking dots!” And they think you’re a better heir.” He shook his head. “Being heir requires brains.” Now it made sense, why my uncle had ordered me to wear the tattoo on my chest. My lips parted. “So…you never loved me?” Was all our bromance a lie?” “It wasn’t.” You’re my brother Enzo.” I took a step back, it felt like the world was sitting on my shoulders. I can’t fucking breath. Tears were threatening to fall from my eyes, my entire life was a lie. His eyes widened as if just realizing what he had just said. Luca took a step towards me, “you look at me like I’m the devil.” He whispered. “I just found out my entire life was built on lie!” I snapped. He grabbed an empty bottle on the desk and threw it against the wall. “You don’t even know your brother!” He yelled. “Of course, I don’t! The man staring at me isn’t him!” “I did that for a reason! I took another bullet for you, remember?!” I shook my head. “You did that just so you can weaponise me!” “Now I understand you need an obedient dog!” “Stop acting like you are a Saint Enzo.!” “Where was that love when I watched you take my fiancée?!” I balled my hands into fist. “what happened between Sofia and me? There was no strategy. No scheme. I didn’t plan for it to happen. It just happened.” He staggered. Moving to grab my shirt, but I took a step back. “Make her Un-love you please, I took a bullet for you again right?” “Make Sofia hate you, just so she can give me a chance.” “I was willing to let go, for you, Luca. What else do you have me do."Even after I discovered you planned everything, I was still willing to father up for the unborn baby you caused.” His eyes widened. I wiped my face. “Only for me to come here, and discovered what I thought was an act of love, was just a weapon to leech me.” He lowered his gaze. “I would have preferred death Luca. Do you know how hard it was not Being able to say no to any of your orders?! “Enzo I have a reason, you’re my brother, still is.” He whispered. I sniff, and inhaled. “I would have done everything for you without the leash, Luca.” I straightened my back, “I will go back to Nora, my voice shook. “knowing that, that was the life my own brother wanted for me.” NOT MY BROKEN BROMANCE! 😭💔 Tell me, my loves, do you think Luca truly loved Enzo, or was their brotherhood built on lies from the very beginning? 👀💔 WHO BETRAYED WHO FIRST: LUCA OR ENZO? 👀🔪 I’m reading all your comments! ❤️**GUESS THE CHARACTER CHALLENGE!** Let’s see how well you know the characters in *Taken by My Fiancé’s Cousin*! 👀🔥 I’ll describe each character using only four emojis. Can you guess who they are? 🤭 1.♟️ 🔥 💔 👿 2. 🐺🪞🩸🥀 3. 🕊️ 🧩 🫦 ⛓️ 4. 💄🕷️🩸🥀 5. 👑 👿 🦂 🔫 6. 👨👧 📜 💰 ⚰️ Drop your guesses in the comments! 👇🏽❤️🔥 Let’s see who really knows my characters. And no cheating! 😂🖤
I gripped the edge of my wedding gown as my uncle offered me his “You look beautiful, Sofia,” he murmured. I couldn't bring myself to respond. It had been so long since I'd seen my uncle, yet I couldn't manage a single word. Not when Enzo was clouding every corner of my mind. Was he really not coming? Even though Luca hadn’t invited him, he should stil… or did he truly not care enough to stop this wedding? So he would just let me marry Luca? I inhaled shakily as my uncle guided me toward the altar. The music swelled around us. Hundreds of eyes followed my every step. People smiled, admiring me with the kind of wonder reserved for a bride marrying into one of New York's wealthiest families. They thought I was walking toward my happily ever after. If only they knew. I wanted to look back so badly. Just once. I wanted to see those doors fly open and Enzo storm into the cathedral, ready to fight everyone in the room if that was what it took to get me out of there.
LUCA“What are you doing with my phone, Luca?”I clenched my jaw and stretched the phone toward her.“Except for my soon-to-be wife confessing her love to my cousin, there's nothing left to see.”She marched toward me and yanked the phone from my hand.I watched her eyes scan the screen. I watched the color drain from her face as disappointment clouded her features.Her thumb moved across the screen, and for a second, I thought she was going to type another message.“He won't come to save you, Sofia.” I tilted my head. “The fucker can't even be bothered to respond to your heartwarming confession.”Her hands trembled around the phone.“Maybe he’s busy and couldn’t reply.”“Really?” I raised an eyebrow. “Then why are you shaking?”She pressed her lips together.I stepped closer. “Come on, sweetheart. You can do better than that.”“Shut up,” she snapped.I smirked.“Shut up, Luca!” Her voice cracked, but she refused to look away from me.“Shh.” I reached for her hands and pulled her aga
Today, I was getting married. I was getting married to Luca while my heart yearned for someone else. “Ma’am, are you okay?” the makeup artist asked. I could only manage a nod, forcing back the tears threatening to fall from my eyes. “You don't look happy,” she said again after a moment of silence. “I’m fine,” I forced out. “Just a little overwhelmed with everything.” I offered her a tight, unconvincing smile in the mirror. She paused, her eyes narrowing slightly. “That’s the look of a woman who isn't walking down an aisle,” she murmured. “That’s the look of a woman walking to her own execution.” My breath hitched. “Just finish the makeup,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You love someone else?” She asked. My eyes widened at the word. *Love.* I knew I felt something for Enzo, but I had never been brave enough to give that feeling a name. Until now. I laughed nervously. “It’s not that.” Because what was the point of having a perfect makeup when my entir
LUCAI woke up with a headache. I froze when I realized I was at my club office.Then memories of last night came flooding back. Enzo had found out I planned everything with Nora.And not only that, I had talked beyond my boundaries.I sat up immediately, ignoring my aching body.What had I fucking done?I raked a hand through my hair.I had told Enzo everything about that shooting twelve years ago.I placed a palm against my forehead.Enzo’s face flashed through my mind. The way he had looked at me.Like I was a monster. But I did that for a reason.How else did he think an eighteen-year-old boy could stop a freaking mafia don from killing him?I honestly thought Enzo was the only person who understood me.The only person who truly knew me. But he didn't.My father wouldn't shut up about Enzo becoming a rebel once we grew older.He kept telling me that one day Enzo would challenge me. That one day he would want my throne.So I needed to come up with a plan to make sure he wouldn't. A
ENZO My informant had just given me everything. I stared at the document in my hands, reading the same lines over and over again. My eyes refused to believe what was written there. No. Luca wouldn’t. He was my brother. My fucking brother. He wouldn’t set me up like this. He couldn’t. I had been calling the fucker for the past hour, but every call went straight to voicemail. I went to his house. And the warehouse, He wasn’t there. I went to his company. His secretary had told me, he left. There was only one place he could be. His club. I drove like a madman, my eyes constantly dropping to the papers sitting on the passenger seat. My hands tightened around the steering wheel. At one point, I nearly crashed into another car. I slammed on the brakes. “Fuck!” My chest heaved as I stared ahead. I didn't even care. I needed to see him. I needed him to look me in the eyes and tell me this was all a fucking lie. Soon, I arrived at Sinful Adventure. I stormed inside, ignoring







