Bonnie And Enzo Novels & Stories

The silence in the car was inevitable, save for the labored breathing of Enzo. He did not know where he was going, yet he knew he could not be stopped. The fact was, he would get Sera back no matter what price it would take.Marco rapidly approached Mr. Enzo, speaking in a sudden yet urgent tone. "Sir, you have not signed the document with Bonny Venture," Marco stuttered out. "And the deadline is today, sir." Mr. Enzo's face clouded over, but he nodded curtly. "Let's go to Bonny Venture and sign the document."

Would this be the last time I ever saw Enzo? Enzo then pulled away. We looked into each other’s eyes for the longest moment. I wanted to kiss him so badly, and I could tell he wanted to kiss me, too. But then, the screen door to the cabin creaked and slammed and Selena came storming over to us. “Lori and Jessica are rogues,” Enzo whispered, his eyes full of pain, as she approached. I felt my heart drop, but before I had the chance to react, Selena grabbed my arm and yanked me away from him roughly. “That’s enough of that,” she growled. “Come on. Let’s go.”

Fuck, my cock is hardening and I need to ensure she cannot see it. We arrive at the gala event and are greeted by Enzo, the director from Phoenix plant. He stands with his wife as we get out of the car, a stocky man but good looking, with dark hair and dark eyes. Enzo has a very friendly face and his wife is good looking too, but not like Kenna. She extends her hand to greet us and then wraps Kenna into a big hug which takes Kenna by surprise. It makes me chuckle because Kenna is not a demonstrative person and I can sense she is like cardboard in the woman’s arms.

I know Enzo more than anyone in his life, he is never punctual, he is clumsy, he loves sweets, he hates black coffee, he has no friends, his only friend was his late mother. I always paid attention to everything he was doing, I always knew where he was, I went to the same college as him because I couldn't stay away from him. I stared at the clock again, Enzo was five minutes late, my smile grew wider, this was going to be fun for me. I decided to focus on the work in front of me. Five minutes later there was a knock on the door, "Come in," I said. I composed myself, I put on a stern look, Enzo can't know how much he means to me, at least not yet. He came in, his hair was combed to the back,

“Sorry. I don't need a stretcher. I just stood up too quickly so I wasn't able to right my step and almost fell. That's all.” I frowned, still uncertain. “Are you sure?” He smiled gently and nodded. “ Yeah I am.” Enzo had now finished laughing and was glaring at us yet again. I still did not understand what his problem was with Bryant. I thought he liked Bryant? So what was all the fuss about? “Let's head out.” Enzo said seriously before turning and heading for the direction where the warriors were waiting. Bryant held out a hand to me and I gleefully took it before we also followed after Enzo, a slight skip in my steps.

"So you're the poor soul who married Giovanni?" My brows knitted together. “How… how did you know?” "Because I’m Enzo’s girlfriend, sweetie." Her smile widened. "Jasmine Anderson.”

But honestly, I have no idea how the hell my fingerprints ended up in a forensics report. “Could be a coincidence,” I reply with a shrug. “We can’t take that chance,” the officer says. He leans back in his chair, looking between Bella and me. “Is there anything I need to know about your boyfriend?” He asks Bella. “Ex-boyfriend,” she corrects him. “And…yes.” Suddenly, I want to know about him too. I didn’t care much before, but now I want to know how she ended up here. How we all ended up here.

I planted a gentle kiss on her cheek, inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume. "Aren't I the luckiest man in the universe? You look stunning, my dear," I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear. "Even more beautiful with our little one growing inside you." Bianca smiled, her eyes sparkling with happiness. We walked hand in hand towards the mini crowd gathered in the well decorated ballroom. As we approached, I noticed a familiar face – Diego, my half-brother. We exchanged pleasantries, and I introduced him to Bianca. But as they shook hands, I caught a glimpse of something in Bianca's expression – a flicker of unease, a hint of tension.

Lunch was supposed to be a simple meal to show the other families that a truce had been reached, yet Ezio managed to turn it into another opportunity to provoke him. “You don’t know how badly I wanted to punch that smug look off his face...” Bonnie huffs, shaking her head as she walks beside Amos. I almost smile at that, since Bonnie has been visibly irritated ever since Ezio started talking, and judging from the expression on her face, she's still replaying the entire conversation in her head. “You sure you’re okay, Lana...?” Daniella then asks as she glances over at me. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I mumble, giving her a small smile.

"You keep trying to keep score with me, as if this is just a transactional business deal. It isn't." Bianca's breath caught. Her eyes dropped to his hand over hers, then lifted to meet his gaze. For a moment, neither of them moved, and the room felt impossibly quiet. “Enzo...” she whispered, a vulnerability she hadn’t let herself feel slipping into her voice. Enzo’s gaze softened. His fingers tightened just a bit more around her wrist. "If I had to do it again, I’d make the same choice," he said, his voice steady and sure. "Even knowing the cost."