Claimed By The Mafia Boss
Ethan replied.
Isa’s head whipped toward me, her eyes wide with surprise. For just a second, her guard slipped, and I saw a flicker of vulnerability.
She’d been holding back her emotions, but Ethan’s use of a new nickname for me caught her off guard, softening her expression for a brief moment.
“E?” I asked Ethan, smiling gently to keep him engaged.
“Short for Enzo,” Ethan replied to us, his voice soft but clear, like it was the most obvious answer in the world.