Enzo Godfather Mga Nobela at Kwento

“And Enzo?” He gasped as I dropped to one knee, nipping his inner thigh. “She mentioned a ‘mentor’ once. Italian guy helping with med school apps. But Enzo De Luca… his empire’s legendary. Sicilian old blood—Palermo roots, but he modernized. Cyber ops, dark web trafficking, alliances with cartels. He’s got hackers cracking bank vaults, drones for hits. Expanded to New York last year, undercutting everyone. Ruthless—rumors say he castrated a rival for eyeing his sister.”

My heart jolted in my chest as I gripped the sheet. Enzo had always been too hard, too serious. Honor and loyalty to the family are everything to him... that’s why he sees me as a traitor. “Enzo, I need to talk to Dad, I... I’m asking for refuge. I’m in a desperate situation, please, brother...” I started begging because pride wasn’t going to do a damn thing for me. I pushed myself up when I saw him stay silent, standing in the doorway with a deep frown and storms in his eyes.

As I looked up at him, I realized who it was. I froze in my step. “Hello, Cassandra.” He said. “You…” “I’m Franco DeLuca.” He said, offering me his head, “I’m Enzo’s father.”

Enzo choked on blood while bullets tore through his body. I nearly collapsed from the pain crushing my chest. “He promised me…” My voice broke violently. “He promised me we were finally free…” A tear slid down Salvatore’s face. That shocked me more than anything else. For the first time, the powerful leader of El Paso looked less like a commander… and more like a grieving father. “Enzo was one of our best operatives,” he said quietly. “His death is not something we take lightly.” “Then do something!” I screamed. My breathing became ragged. “Find the people who did this! Kill them! Burn their entire world to the ground!”

My father, Don Matteo was standing by the door, by his side, an even taller man, who sported the same sort of neck tattoo that Leone had, and the sort of attitude that made it easy to know he was most probably Leone's father, even without the semblance. Leone laughed, and slowly, he put his gun away, then took a step back. "Don Matteo," he said, venom lacing his words. "We meet again." I blinked, taking in a sharp breath as my father slowly walked down to us. "We meet again, Don Leone." Leone never replied my father, and the taller man came between them. "You seem to already know Leone. He is all set to be announced as the official Godfather. He has also taken over all of Brave Hearts."

Everything managed. I pick up my fork. "How long have you known Derek?" He cuts into his chicken. "Ten years. Since he was fifteen." "His godfather." "In name only. I have no children of my own, and his father thought the association would be useful." "Was it?" "For him. Not for me."

At the head of the long mahogany table sat Enzo De Luca. He was older than I expected, with silver hair and eyes that looked like they had seen a thousand deaths. He didn't look like a monster; he looked like a grandfather who happened to run a syndicate. "Julian," Enzo’s voice boomed, vibrating in my chest. "And this must be the girl who has turned my son into a romantic." Julian pulled out a chair for me, his hand resting possessively on my shoulder as I sat. "This is Elara, Father. She’s... a rare find."

his mismatch eyes travels all over my body slowly,his Gaze moving over my bare legs , then moving quickly to my hips then to the curve of my waist then further up following the deep V of my tank top where my breast push together,over my coller and my neck before settling back on my face. I have never met a man so beautiful in my entire life.he has a face of a greek god, olive toned skin,dark stubble lines his sharp jaw that could cut steel..high cheekbones that every male model would kill to have,full red kissable lips..and his eyes.the deepest brown I have ever seen and a very light blue,almost white on one eyes. And a body sculpted wonderfully well..i have never seen anything like that…..i

I confessed, Levi’s eyes were glued on me as he cleared his throat. “He’s going to be fine,” He finally spoke after staring at me for a while and almost making me uncomfortable, “Enzo is not the kind of man to be easily taken down, he’s going to come back to you in one piece.” He winced. “You shouldn’t talk much, you should be resting.” I told him but Levi didn’t seem to care as he only chucked. This is probably the most time I’ve spent with him. “Enzo is a very dangerous man,” Levi started after a while of silence, “He’s been through a lot in the past that makes him the cold bastard he is right now but I’m sure you’ve figured out that he’s a good person.”

because she is my fiancee! Luca Calhoun Castello silently prayed in his heart that something would occur to save his brother like friend from losing his authority and status, though it was not easy to lay a finger on him let alone breaking into his territory to destroy the Spanish mafia Lord. Although he had a proper knowledge about his power and knew that even if the other clans will fight against him they would not stand a chance, because Ekai Enzo Enrique had the reins of mafia rulers of more than quarter Europe in his hands and they would support him like his puppets!