Semua Bab Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back: Bab 261 - Bab 270

Third Person POVEnzo had never been the focus of a press conference before, and he quite liked the attention. Posing and smiling, he allowed the cameras to shoot him from all angles as Giulia gushed into the microphone about how happy they were, and how they both looked forward to rebranding the Hernandez family winery.“The winery is steeped in tradition,” Giulia said, “and we intend to keep that tradition intact. However, we feel it’s time for the winery to modernize, so we’ll be releasing several brand new labels in the near future, with international distribution.The ‘new labels’ were, of course, the labels that would be smuggling copious amounts of drugs into the United States. Enzo had to hand it to Giulia, she was very good at public speaking. The news reporters hung off her every word.As soon as the press release was over, Enzo asked Giulia if they could go somewhere quiet to talk. Guilia tried to brush him off, but he was insistent, telling her that it was very important. S

Third Person POVBruno had spared no expense in putting together a high-end last minute engagement party. The ballroom was decked out with white twinkling lights and tables covered in white linen. A band played from the front of the room as waiters served food on silver trays.Prominent business people and assorted members of the Bianchi family weaved through the room, chatting in demure tones. These were the highest ranking people, the most elite of the elite. Corloni himself had even made an appearance, which filled Bruno with pride. Corloni sat at a table near the front, gorging on fresh seafood, a smoking cigar in the ash tray in front of him.Waving over Bruno, Corloni pushed his plate aside as Bruno approached. Bruno nervously took a seat beside Corloni as Corloni picked up his cigar. Bruno knew Corloni was going to address Giulia’s shortfall that morning. Giulia had pushed forward the engagement in a bid to show Corloni that the plan was still going forward.It didn’t matter t

Third Person POV“Well,” Giulia prodded, taking a step into the room. “What should we do, Enzo? You found something you shouldn’t have found. What do you think should be your punishment?”Giulia had watched Enzo leave the ballroom, a panicked look on his face. That made her suspicious. After his annoying conversation in the garden that afternoon, Giulia had been left wondering if Enzo was really cut out for this life after all.If he had really done what he’d done out of love for her, as he claimed, well…that was ridiculous. Murder should never be an act of love. It was a power play, nothing less, nothing more.For the rest of the afternoon, Giulia had watched Enzo with calculated eyes. He was off, uneasy, uncomfortable. She didn’t like that. She needed him to marry her so she could take over the estate. And if he was on the verge of backing out, everything would be ruined.So the moment she saw him slip out of the room, she followed him, right to her father’s office. Giulia knew wha

Luigi’s POVThrowing back the door, I stormed outside, my anger flaring. Enzo stopped when he saw me.“Luigi,” he said, holding up his hand.I just kept on marching right up to him. He didn’t move as I lifted my arm and punched him square in the face. His head snapped to the side.“What have you done?” I seethed at him. The maid hovered in the doorway, watching with wide eyes. “How could you?” I yelled at him. Every part of me wanted to unleash my anger on him, to hit him again and pound him into the ground.How dare he show up here, after what he did? Was he crazy? What did he expect me to do?Enzo brought his eyes back to mine. I’d hit him in the lip, and it was split. He dabbed his tongue in the blood.“I fully deserve that,” he said, causing me to pause for a moment. Lifting my arm to punch him again, he took a step backwards.“Please,” he said. “Just listen to me. I can explain everything. And after I do, if you still want to kick the shit out of me, I won’t stop you.”We held eac

Luigi’s POV“More?” I asked Luigi, unsure of how that was even possible.He raked his hand through his hair again.“Giulia has Willow,” he told me. That caused me to bolt upright in my seat.“Where?” I asked.“In an underground cellar on her family’s estate. It’s the same place they held…Father.”I knew it. I knew Giulia was behind Willow’s disappearance.“Is she okay?” I asked. I didn’t like the look in his eyes while he responded.“She’s okay, yes. But…it’s been hard for her. Being held captive. She’s hardly eaten. And she almost escaped. Feisty little thing, huh?”“She almost escaped?" I asked. Luigi told me how she’d managed to dislocate her own thumb to free herself from the ropes. Then how she’d smashed him over the head with a ceramic pot and run away, only to be caught on the road and brought back.A new sort of anger surged through me at the thought of Willow being mistreated.“How did she get captured in the first place?” I asked, my suspicions rising.“I knocked her out in a