Enzo The Housemaid Mga Nobela at Kwento

Enzo walked into my room and I slipped off my shoes and the dress I had on and almost as though he sensed that I didn’t want to be alone, he came up behind me and pressed his chest to my back, arms looping around my waist like a second skin. “Bath?” He asked and I nodded happily. I needed the bath to relax before going to bed and taking a very beautiful long nap. Enzo didn’t let me lift a finger as he did everything by himself and on his own while I only stood back and watched like a spoiled princess. He ran the water and I watched as he disappeared from my room but it didn’t take long before he returned and soon, the bathroom and my entire room smelled like lavender and honey. Standing in f

I was rendered speechless. "I'll ask you again, and you better answer me this time. Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want with my wife?" My stomach did a somersault, and my heart hammered against my rib cage. "She's not your wife, she's mine. And she will always be mine." Enzo was seething in anger, I could feel the veins pulsing in his neck. "Lorenzo, please. Let me handle this, we can talk–"

She's a good friend and she would be glad to be her maid of honour any day, anytime. “Graçias dear," Coco added hugging her. “De nada," Zoëlla added as they walked to the kitchen to get something to eat. Luciano didn't give a damn about Zendaya leaving. He had brought Carlotta in and gotten a new maid. Although Carlotta might have been a homewrecker, she had a nice personality, nicer than Zendaya. “Hey, love!" Carlotta greeted as Luciano walked into the house exhausted from work. “Hola, mi amor." He hugged her as she took off his coat and took a hold of his briefcase.

"One month. You belong to me. You live in my house. You sleep where I tell you to sleep. You do whatever I say, whenever I say it. At the end of thirty days, your debt is cleared. Every penny. Your life goes back to normal." Enzo laughed nervously. "You want me as your servant? Fine. I can clean floors. I can drive your cars." Luca stopped behind him and leaned down. His breath brushed against Enzo's ear. "Not a servant. My personal toy. My plaything. You will warm my bed. You will spread your legs when I want. You will take my cock whenever I feel like fucking you. And you will learn to beg for it." Enzo's breath caught in his throat. His face burned hot. He tried to pull away but the ropes

She spoke in a soft tone, stood straight with both hands claps to each other. “Oh. You said your name is Elena, right?” He asked again. He kept repeating himself since he was both excited and worried at the same time. “Yes, sir. That’s right. My name is Elena.” She nodded and smiled.“I came because someone told me that young master Dawson looking for a maid?” Elena pointed at the piece of paper that she had given to Ben. It was recruitment paper for a maid in this villa. There was a legal stamp on it, with ZD symbol.

Noello yells dramatically and is able to wriggle out of her grip and run to his room. "Son, are you alright?" Signora Ginvera is concerned about him. "I want to throw up," Enzo said and rushes out of there to any room he could enter. "Enzo" Fiorella calls worriedly, she attempts standing but Signora Ginvera stops her. "Leave him alone for now" She mutters and sighs. ___ Enzo vomits everything he had eaten, he washes his face and mouth repeatedly. "Such an awful kid" He mumbles and walks out of the bathroom to see Noello gazing disdainfully at him.

“What will I be doing at the dinner?” Enzo grinned. “Taking notes.” It had scarcely been a week, but he already knew all the right buttons to push. She was that transparent. Lilith was so eager to be of use that it was almost too easy to infuriate her. “I can help you,” she said, tossing her notebook on the side table and facing him with both hands on her curvy hips. “If you just give me a chance instead of using me as a secretary.” Enzo let his eyes rove over her, wishing it could be his hands instead. “Don’t let my secretary hear you,” he said. “She’ll be offended.”

“And weak.” Alessio leaned forward. “We need bait.” Everyone turned. He looked at Emilia. “You’ll go to Enzo.” She narrowed her eyes. “As what? A pawn?” “As a diplomat,” he said. “An angry bride looking for answers.” Her uncle shook his head. “Too risky.” “I can handle myself,” Emilia said. Alessio’s gaze was steady. “I know.” --- Enzo Vitale ran his empire out of a marble-walled mansion on the edge of Edgewater. Quiet wealth. Clean money. Just enough charm to fool anyone who didn’t know what he really was.

“I hate dust.” “I hate working late.” Enzo replied from the room. He sat on a wooden chair, his ginger hair falling onto his shoulders. “Still, it’s dusty.” He sniffled. “Put up with it, princess.” He stood up from the chair and motioned for me to come closer. “It was hard getting them both out, but hey, it’s Enzo. I do the impossible.” That was when I noticed another door in the room. It was almost falling off its hinges. “They are in there. Go check for yourself.”

Max ordered and Cassius and Magnus followed. The rest of us were left here in the kitchen, I also finished eating and I will help Enzo clean up here in the kitchen. When they finished eating, I put away the plates. Enzo and I were left here in the kitchen. "If you're not here Freeda, I'm the only one who always cleans here in the kitchen," Enzo murmured. I laughed at his reaction, I also thought that Enzo was their maid here.