Enzo And Nina 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

He walked away. Nina followed. "Don't order me around." Felix stopped. "I am serious." "So am I." She hissed. He looked at her for a long moment. Then his expression softened. "We need to check something." "I'm coming." "No." "Felix—" "I'll be back." He kissed her forehead quickly. Then left. Nina stood there, watching him go. Something about the way he had looked at her frightened her. Across the city, Enzo sat inside a parked black car.

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?

Nadia has nothing except a five year old son and a secret she has been keeping for years. When Ezra shows up at her door she isn't surprised. She's just tired. He came for answers. She has none that will satisfy him. And caught in the middle is a little boy who deserves better than what's coming.

NICK WALKER © The moment the woman Enzo called Vanya locked her blue eyes on me, I felt scared. Her gaze moved from my head down to my feet before she folded her arms and gave me a questioning look. “And who is this?” she asked and I quickly bowed my head politely. “I'm…” Enzo cut me off before I could finish. He spoke in a language that wasn't English, though it sounded familiar like he had spoken them before. The two of them exchanged words I couldn't understand before silence settled between them, and she turned back to me.

He gave me an honest smile. “Yeah, it had been a long time since we actually spent time together.” I replied, also letting my mouth form into a sweet smile as well. He nodded at me before turning to a waiter that wanted to take our order. That was the first time my eyes searched for Enzo. Finding him about seven metres from our table, in the corner of the room. I noticed his clenched fists and tensed jaw, he struggled keeping a straight face. An amused smile made its way onto my lips automatically.

Two years ago, my older sister Jaslyn and I were trapped in a housefire. The firefighters told Mom she had to make a choice. They could only save one of us. Mom chose me because I was closer to the door. Later, when she learned that the fire had been caused by us breaking into the neighbor's house to steal stuff, she grabbed me by the hair and yelled at me. "Your sister Jaslyn was a model student. There's no way she would steal anything. "You're the thief! If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have died!" From then on, I wasn't allowed to eat good food or wear nice clothes. Every day, I had to kneel before Jaslyn's portrait and atone for my sins. One day, the class fund went missing at

I said, turning around in surprise. “Wait, you guys didn't come together?” Melissa asked in surprise. “No, I was running late because of a last minute meeting.” Enzo said with a polite smile. “I’m Enzo, by the way. Pleased to meet you.” “My bad, I’m Melissa, and this is my husband Kane.” She said, “And these are my colleagues, Penelope and Chase. Guys, this Enzo, Cassie’s boyfriend.”