Enzo The Housemaid นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I’ve been in love with my brothers’ best friend since I was fifteen. Now, at nineteen, watching Enzo Rivera fuck another woman by his pool is killing me inside. Enzo is the star linebacker of our college team, a heir to the legendary Rivera football dynasty, and completely off-limits. My four overprotective brothers made sure of that—their innocent little sister is not to be touched. Especially not by him. But I’m done waiting. Tired of hearing him ruin other women through the walls of his mansion while I ache for him in the guest room next door. So I did something reckless. I asked Enzo to give me private dirty lessons. I lied and told him it was so I could seduce one of his teammates.

Despite being a devoted and loving wife, Cassandra finds herself on the streets after her Husband divorces her to be with her bestfriend. When she goes to her family for help, they close the doors on her, leaving her alone in this cruel world. That is until he finds her. Enzo DeLuca is one of the richest and most successful CEOs in the city, and he is a man that never goes wrong. However, if there is one regret that Enzo has in his life, it is that he once lost Cassandra, the only woman he loved. So when life gave him another chance with her, he was ready to do everything to save her, even if it meant going against the most powerful people in the city. There was not a chance in

"Damn, you're delicious," he murmured, his touch burning with a desperation that made her heart race. She completely lost herself in him, convinced that for once, the walls between them were finally crumbling. But just as the tension reached a breaking point, his gaze wandered for a moment to a spot behind them. It was only for a second, but that second was enough to freeze the fire in his eyes. In a heartbeat, the passionate man vanished, replaced by the ruthless block of ice he usually was. He took two steps back, his jaw tensed, and abruptly pulled away, shutting down completely. "Enzo," she called out, her voice trembling. "What's wrong?" He didn't respond. Grabbing his shirt, he walked

On the night of my 18th birthday, Enzo Vitale holds me by the waist as he coaxes me to take off my underwear. "Good girl. You have a beautiful body, Isabella. Let me take a good look at you." But just when I'm about to reach my climax, the spotlight is turned on. The floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of me becomes a see-through one-way mirror. On the other side of the mirror shows the faces of all the guests who are here to attend my birthday party. Soon, the racy video of my lustful side is spread all over Newlyn. My reputation gets flushed down the drain overnight, and yet Enzo's reputation remains unaffected. On the night we break up, he leaves me a message. "Your brother had watched

After my adopted sister, Bella, borrowed my phone, she forgot to log out of our family's secure channel. I was about to log her out when an encrypted group chat message popped up at the top of the screen. "To celebrate Enzo, the Moretti heir, handling his first piece of business for the family, we're having dinner at the private club tonight." I tapped on it without a second thought. The member list in the channel was painfully clear, showing only four avatars: my father, my mother, my brother, and Bella. My brother, Enzo, replied a moment later, "Just the four of us. Don't call Aurora." "If she comes, she'll just find another excuse to bully Bella." I stared at the words, frozen. It

On the day of the crash, I called Enzo Vitale ninety-nine times on the emergency channel. On the hundredth call, his Consigliere finally picked up. "Don Enzo has already used family resources to escort Miss Moretti to a private hospital," he said. "Her condition…isn’t good. Don asked me to tell you not to disturb him again." But that was not the worst part. When I woke up, my baby was gone. The doctor said the accident was too severe and they could not save the child. Then I heard the truth. “Chiara is carrying my child,” Enzo said. “Her last wish is to have a child before she goes. I gave her that. But this must stay between us. Alessia cannot know.” “We had no choice,” my mother Rosalina s

Camilla wasn’t expecting her mate to reject her with his kids on the way, and she surely wasn’t expecting to meet her second chance mate right after. A pregnant Camilla gets rejected by her mate soon after she is accused of killing his father, forced into labor, and has one of her kids taken away. Five years later , she becomes a billionaire and then she meets Leo, who is everything she ever wanted in a man and her second chance mate. What happens when Enzo comes crawling back to her begging for her forgiveness. What happens when Enzo, her former mate, returns and would do anything to have her back in his life? What happens when two men go to war against themselves for her? W

On the day I went to try on my wedding dress, Enzo had said he would come with me—but he never showed up. The train of the gown was too long. I stood alone in front of the mirror, bending over again and again to fix it more than a dozen times. The third time I stepped on the hem, my phone finally buzzed. 'Natalie just came back and isn't used to the weather here. I'll go pick her up. You try on the dress first.' The next second, a new post popped up on social media. Natalie had uploaded a photo. In it, Enzo was crouched in front of her, one hand wrapped around her slender ankle as he carefully fastened the strap of her high heels. The caption was only one line. 'He still couldn't bear to

He's my brother's best friend. Which means he's been in my life forever. At family barbecues. In our living room. Riding shotgun in my brother's car. Close enough to feel like family. Close enough to know I should stay away. I never meant to ruin Enzo Moretti. Honestly. All I wanted was a story. Something that would put me ahead of my rival at school. Instead, I got a recording. A recording I was never supposed to have. A recording that somehow ended up all over the school. Now everyone's pointing fingers. The administration blames Enzo. My brother blames me. And Enzo? He hates me. Which would be a lot easier to handle if I wasn't secretly in love with h

The private jet touched down in Solverno well past midnight. Behind me, an explosion rattled the terminal windows hard enough to make the glass shudder. Three days earlier, my husband, Damiano Salvato, had flown to Solverno to negotiate a deal. The city was now caught in crossfire, and his phone did not connect no matter how many times I tried. I dialed his Underboss, Enzo Conti, with shaking hands. The line rang for a long time before he picked up. His voice sounded strained. "Y-You're really in Solverno right now?" Another explosion hit, and the panic in my chest tightened another notch. "Where is Damiano? Which zone is he in?" The line went quiet for a moment before Enzo answered, al