Enzo Character Novels & Stories

Madison flushed red. "Do you want me to teach you then?" Enzo smirked. He was teasing her but got surprised when she nodded in agreement. T BC

Not to mention his cocky attitude that turned me on too much, he was the perfect specimen of a man for me. "Do me a favor and get out of the water so I can talk to you right now, you can't dive headfirst into a pool with little kids you can hurt" Enzo said with a bit of anger in his voice. I have to mention that Enzo in high school took the role of the bully guy and when he put his mind to it, he could become very intimidating. I turned my gaze towards my friends and Enzo turned his gaze in their direction as well, getting Jack and Harry to turn their gaze towards their phones, pretending not to know me. I got out of the pool and headed towards a shed that served as a storage room, entering

I glared at Enzo and he disguised his laugh as a cough. Enzo was those people that never took anything seriously, they always make a joke out of serious situations, He respected me but fuck this guy can be a pain in the ass. He's like those little annoying brothers. Luca on the other hand is opposite from that. He is quiet and never takes shit from anyone. He's a very private person. I might not know much about him but I know for a fact his loyal. "So what will you do?" Enzo asked. "Nothing."

Riccardo asks Enzo. "Yes, Don Marino, it was my first gift. My name is Enzo Valentino. My mom is just trying to take the blame all on her because she does not want me to get hurt. I take full responsibility for killing your father. And if you feel like you have to punish us, please do not punish my mom," Enzo pleads for the woman he only found out tonight is his mother.

Something that suggested he wasn't just the spare anymore, he was becoming something in his own right. "Father," Enzo said, settling into the chair across from Antonio's desk without waiting to be invited. "It's been a while." Enzo was thirty-four years old. He looked more like him than Dimitri ever had, same sharp features, same cold eyes, same dark hair. But where Dimitri had inherited his ruthlessness mixed with something almost thoughtful, Enzo had pure calculation. Detachment. The ability to stand outside the game and see it clearly. "It has," Antonio agreed, studying his younger son carefully. He didn't miss anything. The way Enzo held himself. The confidence in his voice. The fact tha

I stared him in the eye and he tensed immediately. He shook his head. “No, you can't do this to me. I can just stay back here and…” I cut into his words, shooting him a glare. “Is it because of her?” His eyes softened immediately and he heaved an exasperated sigh. Years ago, Enzo had fallen in love with a human girl that he was crazy about. He had plans of bringing her into our world, but his plan was thwarted when he discovered that her family forced her into getting married to this old man.

“I did not know that Ren could be that caring. He always looks so serious and tough.” Enzo glanced at me. His eyes felt very playful now. The heavy look from before seemed to fade away for a little while. “Ren always gives everything he has,” Enzo said. “He is very loyal. And when he is done giving everything to his mate, he still finds time to deal with me and all of my problems.” I laughed at his joke. “You are terrible to him,” I said lightly. He squeezed my hand tight. “And you love me anyway,” he replied.

Enzo, who is nearly seventy years old, but his condition is like that of a person in their fifties. He drank a glass of white wine first and looked at Russell, "I didn't expect that as soon as I left, you would have taken away my obedient disciple." Zoey smiled and handed Enzo a chicken leg, "Master, you're mistaken. It was me who registered Russell in the household register." Enzo glanced at the two of them and said, "My disciple is a person who is obsessed with appearances, indeed has good taste!" He looked at Russell and said, "Kid, being able to marry our Zoey, you are a lucky person."

She sobs and palms her wet face. Enzo ends the call he was on and turns to her, he is quite unhappy that he couldn't jump into the fire and save the children, even though he could, he can not die now when he has the chance of getting back with Fiorella, when Tito entered the fire, he wished for him not to come out alive but that criminal had to survive to his dislike.

he turns over and faces me again, “you are scared of being touched by someone like me who has been with a lot of women?” “It’s not that” I gulp as my eyes travel over his face and I can’t help but marvel at how handsome he is. His dark brown eyes compliments his well sculpted face and his long wavy hair makes him look like someone straight out of a painting and let's not get started on his thin yet soft lips. Enzo is an epitome of beauty, I can not lie and to crown it all, his physique is just amazing. In front of him, I look so feeble.