Run Away Again?

ISABELLA DELUCA-MORETTI I called Arash before I got on the flight, telling him that I was taking an emergency ticket back to New York. He didn’t think it was a good idea because Enzo didn’t “approve” of the idea. Enzo, who had just been shot. “Do you know which hospital they took him to?” I had asked Arash when he confirmed that Enzo was alive. “He’s here. Came into the ER but has since been moved to a separate room. He’s getting questioned any minute from now,” Arash had said, bringing me up to speed on the call. I spent my flight being too scared to even look out the window. But still, I didn’t want to turn around. No member of my family was dying, not if I could help it. As soon as we landed, Arash showed up at arrivals to pick me up. I got in and he drove off to the hospital. *** Even in the midst of the crisis, I couldn’t wait to see Enzo. I was partially excited. It had been more than six months. When I ran, I was so terrified and confused. I didn’t know if I would

Blindfold

MARCO MARTINS “Put it on speaker,” I said, pointing the gun at Uncle G’s head. “It’s on,” he told me, biting me with his gaze. I didn’t care. I had to agree that I never thought I would have Uncle Gerald in this position. He’s been amazing to our family and the closest thing to a dad figure that I've had. But everybody wants to be on Enzo’s side. Everyone wants to protect him, no matter what he gets involved with. “Hello,” Enzo’s voice came, and I listened only to him, eliminating all distractions. Uncle G spoke, keeping to the script I had read to him. “Something’s wrong with Marco. I think he’s gone too far this time. He called for a meeting and he’s putting the people against you,” Uncle G spoke, darting his eyes from me to the gun pointed at his temple. “Can he do that?” Enzo asked. He was buying into Uncle G’s bullshit. Or rather, my bullshit. I was the captain of this ship. “What can he not do? We have to stop him now before he gets any further, and Enzo, we have to pu

Go To Sleep, Love

ENZO MORETTI Three cars intercepted me before I could make it to the base. I was already pulling out my gun when Uncle G stepped out of the first car. “Marco’s not there,” Uncle G screamed as he waved his hand. “It was a setup.” I got out of the car to talk to Uncle Gerald. “You said he was causing division,” I replied calmly, not sure if I should be worried or relieved. If he wasn’t causing division between our men, what then was he doing? And why did Uncle G tell me something else on the phone? “He is causing division, alright. But not in the way I said. Marco had a gun to my head when I called you.” I chuckled but this was not the time for jokes. “You are joking, right?” I asked. Uncle G didn’t smile, not even by mistake. “I wish I were. Tatiana asked me to put a hold on our next shipment. Marco didn’t like being punished so he used me to lure you here. I’m not sure what for but I know he’s up to something bigger,” Uncle G replied. “So Marco sent the shooters wh

Salt In The Air (Epilogue)

ISA DELUCA-MORETTI TWO WEEKS LATER. I woke up to Enzo answering a call. The curtains outside our bedroom door billowed in the cool evening breeze. Enzo’s voice traveled from the balcony to the bed. “Oh… is that where we end the search?” Enzo asked whoever was on the line. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back on the pillow. I still wanted to sleep a little bit more but I had been out for hours. So instead of getting up, I stayed there, listening to Enzo on the call while I pulled myself completely out of slumber, one limb after the other. Mentally. “How burnt?” Enzo asked the person on the line. After a moment passed, he added, “That’s nasty.” I watched Enzo get up and I trailed my eyes on his bare back, traveling down to his waist. “Okay, thank you, officer,” Enzo said and ended the call. He turned around and a grin broke out on his lips. Pushing the curtains aside, Enzo came to meet me, the evening sun washing a soft, ethereal glow over his skin. “You’re up,” Enzo sai

All Chapters of Claimed By The Mafia Boss: Chapter 131 - Chapter 134

Run Away Again?

Blindfold

Go To Sleep, Love

Salt In The Air (Epilogue)