Enzo And Caroline Novels & Stories

Enzo De Luca and I had loved each other for ten years. My family used its ports to make him underboss. Everyone assumed that when he took over the De Luca family, I would become his wife. But after Marco Rizzo, one of Enzo's capos, took a bullet for him, Enzo moved the daughter of the man who had saved his life, Bianca Rizzo, into the estate as his private secretary and postponed signing our marriage contract nine times in a row. Ninety-nine days after the first postponement, I received not a marriage contract, but an alliance dissolution agreement. Bianca wept that she had simply chosen the wrong template. Enzo still defended her. "Her father died for me. If you want to marry me, handle the

Enzo is sitting on his car's trunk, arms crossed on his chest patiently waiting for me and he jumps to the floor when he see me. "Sorry for keeping you waiting." I tell him as I walk to the car. "Not for long," He holds the passenger's door open for me and I sit shotgun buckling up immediately he shuts the door and I watch absently as he walks over to the driver's seat. "Lydia packed some sandwich for us." I tell him as he reverses to the freeway. "I was going to buy us lunch but we can have the burgers before then." **♦**♦**♦**

As the limousine rolled through the streets of North Central Philadelphia, the two men sat in contemplative silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they plotted the downfall of the Rinaldi empire. Meanwhile, The black G-Wagon 360 pulled up at the abandoned warehouse, its tinted windows concealing the occupants within. Luca emerged first, his broad frame clad in a black tank top and a grey jacket. Enzo, his protégé, followed closely behind him. Enzo is Luca, Dominic and Isla's distant cousins, recently he has taken an apprentice role at Luca’s side.

Enzo says, wiping his mouth. “I’m not done,” Gianna whines, taking a sip of her drink but when he glares at her, she rises without further argument and hugs me, then Sasha. Enzo leans into Sasha and gives her a kiss, it's passionate, and watching them now I almost forget they were at each other's throats an hour ago. “Hydrate.” he tells her and she nods with a feigned smile, watching him as he leaves. The second he's out of sight, she pulls out her phone and starts typing something into it.

said Othniel. Caroline ran into the room. Inside, Caroline could only cry; she could not lose her best friend. In Italy, she only has Jonathan and her best friend. Caroline already had no parents; she was alone. "I've lost Jonathan enough; I don't want to lose Baetrix," Caroline said quietly. *** "Othniel. Explain to Mom what happened. You got that woman pregnant," Amora asked.

You included her in this the minute you were married. He approaches, his rifle still fixed on me, and I can sense Enzo's body stiffening, ready for impact. Carlo sneers, "You've always had a weakness for pretty things, Enzo." But this one specifically. She will drain all you have. The weight of Carlo's warning down on me as I catch Enzo's stare, a wordless appeal going between us, makes the room seem as though it is closing in. Then Enzo reacts, lunging forward in a whirl of speed, tackling Carlo just as a gunshot echoes the room. Without warning.

Enzo asks immediately I let Carlo in. There's a surprised look on his face when he sees Enzo, and I understand him. After the yesterday's shooting, one would think Enzo would take a while to heal, or even a break, but there he was. Seated in my living room like he owned the place, and waiting for the next course of action. " You look like you've seen a ghost." Enzo says when he too notices the shock on my assistant's face. " I'm just surprised that you're already up." Carlo replies with an awkward laugh.

Aldrich stood behind the couch, his upper body leaning as he placed his arms on the sofa back, Aimilios sitting on the sofa itself with his arms and legs crossed elegantly; his eyes closed as the former looked at their guest with sharp eyes. Enzo was not nervous nor was he even breaking a sweat, he sat in front of the two as calmly and full of courage as he can, but the same cannot be said for his aide, Carlo. The tension between them is evident as the atmosphere drops, Carlo slightly shivered by how cold it was and how he finds this situation very alarming; like warning bells ringing in his mind. Enzo didn't greet the two princes but the they don't mind; they wouldn't welcome such greeting

The glass doors of the Barley Group headquarters slid shut behind them, cutting off the noise of the executive floor. The night air was cool, carrying the faint scent of rain. Enzo walked beside Bianca as they made their way through the underground parking garage toward his sedan. He unlocked the car but didn't say a word. Only after they were both inside did the silence settle between them. Bianca leaned her head back against the headrest and closed her eyes as the adrenaline finally faded. Her hands were still shaking.

Not far away, Louis looked in the direction of the two and slightly raised his eyebrows. Triston turned around to take a look, and snickered: "Louis, Jaylyn, do you all feel that Rolando and Teacher Carina are perfect for each other?" Louis looked at Jaylyn. There was a sense of loss in her eyes. She lifted the teacup, took a sip of tea, and pursed her lips: "Mn, Carina, and Rolando are really sweet. It is a perfect match." Louis lifted the cup of water and took a sip, "I think so."