ALEJANDRO: The Mafia's Obsession
“Then why am I here?”
Enzo’s smirk faded, replaced by a glimmer of something darker. “Because I intend to bring Derulo down. And you, Alejandro…” his voice dropped, cold as steel, “…you are going to help me take my revenge.”
Alejandro laughed dryly. “You’ve chosen the wrong man.”
But Enzo only chuckled, finishing his wine before setting the glass on the nightstand. “No,” he said with dangerous certainty. “I’ve chosen exactly who I need.”
He straightened, moving toward the door. Alejandro’s eyes followed him, trying to piece together the layers behind those words. Just before leaving, Enzo paused with his hand on the door handle, glanced back, and let his gaze sweep boldly over Alejandro’s ex