Saved And Hated By The Gang Lord Writer's P O V   What the hell? Enzo has a son somewhere? Kyle couldn't speculate his ears. He took a few steps backward then coughed. I'll ask mom. I'll ask mom about it later. Kyle thought to himself before stepping forward. He knocked on the door and opened it without hesitating.    He saw Claire staring at the door with uneasiness and Enzo staring at the door sharply. Their expression changed once they saw that he was the one. Kyle didn't fail to notice this. Claire exhaled and stood up from the bed.   "I thought you went to school son, what are you doing back here?" Claire came forward and pulled him into a warm hug.   "Oh, mom, I've missed you so fuçking much. How is dad?" Kyle immediately said as they disengaged and took a seat on Enz

   Saved And Hated By The Gang Lord    Writer's P O V   Madison tried so hard not to face him but failed woefully at this; once she turned, their noses touched, making Enzo stop what he was doing.   He looked up slowly at her, and then his eyes lowered to her lips and stayed there for three seconds before dropping down again at the seat belt. He finally unbuckled the seat belt, and Madison got down without a second thought. Her heart was beating faster than usual. She felt a foreign feeling inside of her.   "I...I...I’ll go now," Madison stuttered a little and made to rush into the school but bumped into a classmate who was also a friend.   "Who is that? Is that Kyle?" The classmate peeped into the car,

    Saved And Hated By The Gang Lord   Writer's P O V     "Kyle," Enzo hushed.   Kyle scoffed and looked away from him. Enzo took slow strides and stopped in front of him.   "What do you want?" Kyle asked, his voice coming out cold.   "We need to talk," Enzo said.   "Well, there is nothing to talk about. I don't want to talk to you." Kyle's hoarse voice stated, he was about to put on his helmet, but Enzo stopped him.   "Don't you want to know what happened? You don't want to know who your real mother is?" Enzo's question made him pause.   

Saved And Hated By The Gang LordWriter's P O VEnzo ordered the servants to empty the room next to his then get his kids into the room. He was not pleased with his kids staying in the space formally occupied by Anna, so the servant set to work. Thereupon, he hired a house deco specialist to decorate the room according to his kid's taste.   Thereon, the room looked mesmerizing. When the kids receded in the evening and were taken to their new space, they couldn't help but jump in happiness. Mason went round his room and was persuaded with how the side of his room looked; when his eyes settled on his laptop, his representation changed.   He turned to Enzo, who was watching them at the door. “Dad. I need a new laptop, I'll be turning four next month, and I need one urgently. Mom won't let them get it for me; she says it'll distract me." Mason pouted, looking sad.&nb

Saved And Hated By The Gang Lord  Enzo's P O V   Staring at her as she walked out of the dressing room, I couldn't help but notice how beautifully matured she has grown out to be. Maybe she had my kids that made her this way. I don't know. And, of course, she has always been beautiful. Any man could find her attractive, but the initial hate I had for her blinded my eyes; I failed to see her innocence and had maltreated her.   Honestly, I regret what I did to her. Even though I am not showing it, I get reminded of all the pain I made her go through because of what I thought of her. I wish I could change back time, but I can't. I know I'm wrong; yeah, I can never be a good human.   I kill anyone who betrays or tries to take what belongs to me without pity. I've been trained to do so. I don't feel pity no matter who you a