All Chapters of Lost And Found By The Billionaire: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

For the days following that dinner, things got pretty busy. When we were not out in the city, exploring the various places in our itinerary, Enzo and I locked ourselves up in our room and made love like there was no tomorrow. It was crazy how much we craved each other even after being with each other for so long. “That was intense.” I muttered as I buried my face in his neck, lying atop him. We just finished a steamy session in our hotel room in Interlaken, and judging by our record since the past few days, I would not be moving any time soon. Enzo rubbed my back gently, making goosebumps erupt on my back. “I’m not done with you yet.” He said, kissing my shoulder, “I don’t want to catch the flight back tomorrow.” I smiled, nuzzling my nose against his cheek, “Do you want to stay back in Switzerland for ever?” “I’m utterly tempted too.” He said, “I don’t want to go back to the hustle of New York. I want to retire already and spend the rest of my life with you and Emmy in the moun

At dinner, things got rather comical. Sara and Mark refused to meet each other’s eyes the entire time until I addressed the elephant in the room. “If all I’m going to get is silence, I might as well have dined alone at home.” I said, “One of you needs to open up.” Mark was the first one to break the silence, “Cassie, what made you move into Enzo’s house when he first asked you?” “Um… I was already living with him before we… It was a weird situation for us.” I said, frowning at his question. Where was this coming from? “But I guess it was because he had a bigger space?” Mark glared at Sara then, giving her a ‘Look, I told you so look.’ But Sara was quick to retaliate. “But if the roles were reversed and you had asked Enzo to come live with you, do you think he would have turned down on the basis of his enormous pride?” I laughed, “No. Of course not.” I said, giving her an amused look. “Is that what’s happening between the both of you?” “No.” Said Mark. “Yes.” Said Sara. He the

Enzo’s POV The old dungeon that I was invited to reeked of oil and metal. To come here all alone and unarmed was a risky thing to do, but I was left with no option but to obey. The events following the attack had forced me to do many things that I was reluctant about. Like I said, my enemies now had a weakness in me that they could exploit and that’s what they did the entirety of last week. Despite countless attempts to protect my family, I somehow fell short. Finding a permanent solution seemed to be the only logical next step. So here I was, sitting across from Kent Rover in his secret hideout spot. “It’s a pity we have to meet like this,” He said, pouring me a glass of whiskey. “Had you listened to me back in Switzerland, we could have salvaged that pretty little car of yours.” “I don’t give a shit about that.” I said, taking the glass from his hand. As soon as the bitter liquid touched my throat, I couldn’t help but wince. It was strong and bitter, just how I like it. “But

“Hi, Cassandra.” he said, peeling off his sunglasses, “Can I have a word with you?” I turned around to glance at Raymond who was already making his way toward me. Hesitantly, I stepped back. This man was always bad news. “What do you want?” I asked. “No need to look so scared, dear.” he said, stepping closer. “I just need to talk to you. Can we go somewhere private?” “No.” I suddenly heard Enzo’s voice behind me. Turning around, I realized that he was standing right behind me. “Enzo?” I said, “When did you-” “Leave, Franco.” He said, “Right now.” Franco’s jaw clenched in anger, and he remained unfazed. “Trust me, you want to talk to me.” He said, “You’re being a fool.” “It’s money that you want right?” he said, “That’s why you approached Cassie that day? Give me a number and I’ll send it to you right away.” I widened my eyes in surprise. How did Enzo find out about that? I forgot to even mention it to him. Wait, is that why he was so off the other night? He refused to talk t

Just like that, I let him go.Nothing about his association with Kent seemed right to me. When I sold the studio to him, I was glad that I was losing an enemy. It was supposed to be a one-time deal and he would be out of our lives forever. But meeting him in Switzerland was unexpected. Him approaching us didn’t seem altruistic, and he had a hidden motive, but I was glad that Enzo steered me away from him.But now, it was surprising that Enzo was working with him himself. It was the last thing I wanted in the world, and if what Grandpa said was right, then I would be much more comfortable trusting his men than Kent Rover. After all, we knew nothing about him.Enzo left an hour ago. He hasn’t answered my texts or called me back since then. I knew that he was going on some sort of operation that was too dangerous for me to know. He had a gun, for God’s sake, and I didn’t know what he would use it for. I hated to be in a position where I would need a gun to defend myself if things got out