Claimed By The Ruthless Enzo のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

{Enzo’s POV}I looked in Naomi’s direction as she pulled the closet door open and grabbed her clothes. Without saying a word, she rushed toward the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.I raised a brow. Why was she still hiding from me? I’d already seen every part of her body, every inch of her skin that now she tried to cover. A faint smirk touched my lips as I turned away.My phone screen lit up, buzzing with a new message.Mr. Lucky: The result concerning the lighter will be out today. I’ve been watching the detectives, and I’ll keep you updated.I stared at the screen for a while, my thoughts shifting. Without replying, I dropped the phone on the bed and walked to the closet, grabbing a black shirt. As I buttoned it halfway, my mind returned to what really mattered, Maya.She had tampered with my drawer. That much was certain. She must’ve seen the contract marriage certificate.I clenched my jaw, pulling the shirt tighter against my chest. I had to find out how much she knew, a

{Naomi POV}Chloe gave me a sympathetic look as she stepped closer, her tone soft and filled with concern. “Naomi, you’re really strong. With everything happening these days, I wonder how you even manage to still stay strong. If it were me, I don’t think I could.”I forced a small, thin-lipped smile. “It’s not like I had a choice, Chloe. I just… don’t know what to do anymore.”She placed her hand gently on my shoulder, her warmth comforting me. “You’ll be fine, Naomi. But I don’t support you going to see your mom. Her sudden interest in seeing you, it scares me.”I lowered my gaze to the ground, the weight of her words pressing on me. Chloe was right, something about my mother’s sudden desire to see me didn’t feel right. But deep down, I couldn’t stop wondering why. What if something was wrong? What if she needed me?The question filled my mind so much that I barely heard what Chloe was still saying. A small shiver of fear crawled up my chest, the thought of my mother’s cold eyes fla

{Naomi POV} I walked down the hallway, my mind spinning with Maya’s words. Enzo losing his inheritance... me going to jail. The thought alone was enough to make my chest tighten. That would be worse than every single painful day I’d spent in the Vitale mansion combined. “Have you seen Chloe?” I asked one of the maids, trying to keep my voice steady as my heart pounded in my ears. She quickly lowered her head. “Yes, ma’am. She just finished her shift and left a not long ago.” “Okay,” I muttered. My gaze darted down the hallway to make sure no one else was around. When I was certain I was alone, I turned sharply and made my way toward the exit. From where I stood, I could see Chloe’s familiar figure walking toward the gate, her bag slung over her shoulder. I took one last cautious look around and pulled my hoodie over my head. My pulse quickened as I walked hastily, blending in with two other maids who were also leaving. My stomach twisted with nerves, but somehow, I managed to

{Naomi POV}The cold, frigid air hit my skin as I walked out of my mom’s apartment, pulling the hoodie tighter around me like it could shield me from everything—the cold, the pain, the thoughts spinning in my head. My breath came out in tiny puffs of white, and the wind bit at my cheeks. I looked down at my phone screen, my thumb hovering over Chloe’s number as it rang again and again. No answer. I sighed, my lips quivering from both the wind and the ache inside me. There were only two options, either walk back to the Vitale mansion or sleep at the front of the house like a rejected cat.My head ached, and even my heart couldn’t bear the pain anymore. Brian’s words echoed in my mind, twisting deeper each time I remembered them. I didn’t know what to do. The more I tried to see the silver lining in the situation, the more it got worse.The street was dark, with just a few people walking around. I rubbed my arms as I kept walking, wishing I had even a little money for a cab. But all I

{Enzo POV}I pushed open the door to my study and walked in. The room was quiet, only the faint ticking sound from the clock on the wall filled the silence. I sank into my chair, brushing my fingers through my hair before resting my hand under my jaw.My mind drifted to Naomi, the way I had found her earlier, leaning close to the ground, crying. The image burned in my head. It made something in my chest twist painfully. No matter how much I tried to keep her away from people who would hurt her, she kept running back to them. Especially her mother.I shook my head, pushing the thought away. I needed to focus, find my father’s killer.There was a soft knock at the door before it creaked open. I turned my gaze towards it and saw Mateo as he walked in.“Boss, Mr Lucky is here,” he said, his head slightly lowered.“Let him in,” I replied, stacking the files on my desk to the side.The door opened wider and Mr Lucky walked in. He took the seat opposite me, his face calm but heavy, like he