Bonnie And Enzo Novels & Stories

“Nothing, it was nothing.” “As when he took me in and wanted to take care of me. Is that it?” “No.” Enzo denied. “It’s completely different, and you’re different—he actually ended up loving you, and he’ll never end up loving her—“ “Shut up.” Beau stopped him from finishing that sentence while I stood there with a defeated look on my face. Enzo’s words were just words, and my situation was completely different from Gina’s. He didn’t know what he was talking about.

Patricia addressed the man, shocking me even more. The stranger I had a one-night stand with was Alpha Enzo, and he was also my mate. But why was he so stoic? I wondered how he could remain calm and collected in this situation. Wasn't he feeling the mate bond as I was? Why wasn't he shocked to see me? Didn't he remember me?

“Emma? It’s Enzo.” My shoulders sagged with relief. I opened the door to find him on the porch holding a McDonald’s bag, and I got my first real look at him in daylight. Tall, broad, tattooed arms, dark hair that hadn’t seen a comb in days. A face that was handsome in a rough, lived-in way. “Figured you’d need breakfast,” he said. The simple kindness of it nearly broke me. He stepped inside and set the bag on the counter. Charlotte peeked around the bedroom door, eyes huge. Enzo leaned against the counter, hands in his pockets, giving her space.

Ravana snapped at me and i smirked. “If you think Leo would take you back your a bigger fool then I thought and too bad Enzo want to get rid of you too ,” I responded and I saw her fumed with so much anger. It was clear Enzo suspected hee for the death of his father and I am sure he wouldn’t stop on till he finds out. “Enzo is in love with me, and I am sure if i kill you he would be back to me but I am bore of his I want Leo,” she responded and she smirked.

, Matteo said with a frustrated groan. Enzo looked up at his best friend, "Smettila di tormentarmi. I know she's leaving. The sooner she leaves, the better for me", he told her and stood up from his chair. "Don't do something you'll regret, fratello. She's not like Isabella", Matteo said with a sigh and stood up. "Thanks", Enzo said. Matteo walked over to him and gave him a hug before walking out. _________________ "You guys had sex?! Arieon Sophia Armani!", Addison scolded. Arieon's eyes widened as her her sister called Enzo's surname. Addison care at all, Arieon was Enzo's wife.

“You’re… uh, you’re here.” “Clearly.” he said, a hint of amusement on his face. Well, at least one of us finds this funny. Nathan stood, extending a hand to him. “Hi, I’m Nathan Osborne. Elena’s fiance.” For a split second, I thought I saw something in Enzo’s eyes, but it passed so fast I couldn’t tell what it was. Then he smiled, shook Nathan’s hand firmly and said, “Enzo Wayne. Elena’s husband.” The silence felt loud, even the jazz sounded so faraway, as if the entire restaurant paused to listen. The words landed like a punch.

Enzo quickly pulled Flora close to his chest, his cold gaze at Ron seeming to devour him ruthlessly. Compared to Enzo's cold stare, Enzo's demeanor was very friendly and polite as he spoke, "It's been a while, and my wife and I are here to congratulate your wedding with Anna Kim." However, Ron didn't want to pay any attention to him. His focus was entirely on Flora. Although he was impeccably dressed in a masculine and attractive suit, his face showed signs of exhaustion. He tried to smile and look at Flora. "I didn't know that you were here, Flora. I've..." Ron didn't finish his sentence; he wanted to express all the longing he had felt during their time apart. He wanted Flora to know how e

30 JASMINE I continued to stay silent, not daring to open my mouth to speak, in case I said something that I would regret later. Knowing that my life was on the line right now. “I’ve gotta give it to you, Grace, you had me fooled…” he whispered, letting out a low chuckle. “Or should I say, Jasmine Cassidy?” I could feel an involuntary gasp escape from my throat, as I came to the realization that Enzo didn’t play around. He’d done his homework, he’d dug out all of the information that he needed to know. He knew everything there was to know about me…

Elianna slapped a hand over her mouth, half horrified and half trying not to laugh. “This is not funny,” I hissed. “It’s a little funny.” “It’s incest, Elianna!” “They’re cousins.” “That is not helping your argument!” Before she could answer, I heard the door open, and someone clearing their throat behind me. I nearly launched my phone into the pool. I twisted around fast. Enzo stood there with Sienna beside him. Fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. Enzo looked uncomfortable for probably the first time in his entire life. Sienna looked nervous.

Why the fuck am I smiling? “Bo,” she repeats and the sound of my name in her voice does something weird to my insides. “I like that, it fits you.” ******** I can think of four thousand other things I’d rather do than sit in the parlor of this dated brownstone in south Boston. Clipping coupons with my nana sounds more riveting than sitting here with these assholes but a job is a job and money talks. “That little bitch ran away.” Enzo seethes, knocking his fist against the table, the ice in the whiskey glasses clinks loudly from the force. “You should have let me marry her when she turned eighteen like we originally agreed.”