All Chapters of Claimed By The Ruthless Enzo : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

{Enzo POV}The shock in her eyes as she stared at me was amusing. She must’ve thought no one was in the room.“Why can’t you fall for me?” I asked, swirling the liquor in my glass.My mind had been clouded since Mr. Lucky told me about the lighter, the anger, the helplessness that clawed inside me. Drinking was the only thing that ever helped me let those thoughts fade, even for a while. But now, staring at Naomi as she battled with her own feelings was far more interesting than the drink itself.A low grin tugged at the corner of my lips as I looked at her. She blinked rapidly, clearly caught off guard. I could almost hear her heartbeat pounding, the way she struggled to find words to defend herself.“Um… I—” she stammered, looking anywhere but at me. “I was feeling so much hate for you because of what happened today. You giving me a role without asking for my thoughts on it.”I chuckled softly, leaning back. Her words amused me more than they should. She must have gotten too comfort

{Enzo’s POV}"Boss, I did the research as you requested," Mateo said as I walked down the hallway hastily. He followed behind me, keeping a careful distance. "The footage was tampered with, by someone who didn’t want us to know they're the one that set the resort on fire. They deleted most of it.""I know," I muttered, stopping and turning to face him. My tone was flat, but the anger underneath was sharp enough to cut. "I know someone tampered with the footage. What I asked you to do was find out who did it."Mateo swallowed, his eyes flickering nervously before meeting mine. He knew how close I was to snapping, anyone could feel it. The only thing that managed to calm the fire burning inside me not quite long was Naomi. But the second she left my sight, the flames rose again, hotter and wilder."I did, boss," he said quickly, his voice shaking a little. "But I couldn’t trace who it was. The man in charge of watching the CCTV footage was found dead by the docks the day after the fire.

{Enzo POV}"I made you do what?" I blinked, staring at her in surprise. The anger that had been burning in me started to fade within seconds. She must’ve drunk so much that she was starting to blurt out rubbish."You don’t touch my stuff. Haven’t you heard that before?" I muttered as I reached for the empty liquor bottle and the glass beside her."Really? Why are you always bossy?" she slurred, turning on the chair, her elbows barely holding her weight. "First, you act all cool with me, and then within a minute, you turn into the big bad wolf."I scoffed, dropping the bottle into the trash bag in the corner. "You’ve drunk too much. You’re saying rubbish.""Rubbish?" she chuckled, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. "I don’t say rubbish, Enzo. I meant it."I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, just watching her. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes half-lidded, and she looked both stubborn and fragile. She’d had the guts to take my liquor and down the whole thing like it was o

{Maya POV}I pushed open the door to my room hastily, my heart thumping in my chest. The moment Enzo had pulled out his gun and pointed it at me flashed in my mind, sending shivers down my spine.I slammed the door shut and twisted the lock, leaning back against it as my breath came in short, uneven gasps. My hand pressed against my chest, trying to calm the wild beating of my heart, but the fear refused to leave.If not for that call, I’d be dead now.I’d been around Enzo long enough to know how he dealt with people who acted suspiciously around him. I had seen him slit a man’s throat without blinking and pull a trigger like it meant nothing. The memory made my stomach churn.I let out a shaky breath and slowly crossed the room, sinking onto the edge of my bed. The mattress dipped under my weight, the softness almost mocking how restless I felt. A loose strand of hair fell across my face, I brushed it back and sighed.My thought drifted to the when I saw the contract marriage documen

{Naomi’s POV} I shifted on the bed, feeling the warmth that surrounded me. My body sank deeper into the sheets, soft and strangely comforting. For a moment, I didn’t want to open my eyes. My hand was resting against something hard, warm, and solid, almost like stone, except it breathed beneath my fingers. I frowned, my head pounding like a drum. The ache behind my eyes grew worse with every second. I blinked slowly, trying to make sense of where I was. The scent of wood, and something faintly masculine hit me. My stomach twisted as I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw made my breath catch. Enzo. He was lying beside me, one arm wrapped around my waist, his chest bare and rising steadily with each breath. His face looked almost peaceful, a faint smile tugging at his lips. The sight of him so close, too close, made my heart leap to my throat. “What the…” I whispered under my breath. I froze, afraid to move. The realization slowly sank in, his arm was holding me close, my head