Professor Enzo And Lila 소설 & 이야기

I said softly. He frowned at me. “Now you really are being weird. What is it? Oh, God, don’t tell me you’re in love with Scar. Today would be a really damn bad time to tell me that.” I laughed. “No. You two are perfect for each other.” His frown flickered, his lips tugging up into an uncertain grin. “Yeah,” he said. “Yeah, I know.” * * * Scarlett and Enzo stood upon the raised platform, gazing at each other like there was nobody else in the whole world. Golden hour sunlight danced across them, setting Scarlett’s auburn head alight and gilding Enzo’s darker brown hair.

“You brought this to my door. Explain.” I peeked around Dante’s broad shoulder. Enzo stood in the wrecked living room, two of his guys flanking him, guns lowered but ready. Lila hovered at his side, her arm linked through his like she belonged there. Her eyes met mine—wide, innocent, but something sharp lurked behind them. Betrayal tasted bitter on my tongue. She was supposed to be my ride-or-die, the one who knew every scar from my abandoned past.

Chapter 13 With My Student. Lyla Atelo His cologne filled my nose as he stepped closer to me. Each step was measured, filled with elegance even when he had one hand in his pocket. His voice was as lazy as he looked, but he was breathtakingly handsome. My lips parted slightly as I stared at him in wonder. Under the little glow of the moonlight, I could make out his facial features, but what seemed to hold my interest were his eyes. "You look uncomfortable, Lyla." His voice was barely a whisper this time, but I heard it. My ears craved to hear all the things he had to say to me.

As the limousine rolled through the streets of North Central Philadelphia, the two men sat in contemplative silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they plotted the downfall of the Rinaldi empire. Meanwhile, The black G-Wagon 360 pulled up at the abandoned warehouse, its tinted windows concealing the occupants within. Luca emerged first, his broad frame clad in a black tank top and a grey jacket. Enzo, his protégé, followed closely behind him. Enzo is Luca, Dominic and Isla's distant cousins, recently he has taken an apprentice role at Luca’s side.

“He broke his promise. To Liliana. To your sister. And to me as her best friend.” Enzo sighed and leaned back slightly. “He didn’t break his promise.” “He did!” “She’s my sister.” Anne blinked in confusion. “What are you saying? I heard you call her your sister, but I thought Liliana was your only sister. What is happening here? Are you all under some kind of spell cast by that girl?” “No. She really is my sister. The real Liliana.” “What?” Anne was stunned as Enzo revealed everything to her. “Please don’t be mad at her anymore. She truly is Liliana, my only sister. And yes, they’re married now. But...”

He leans back in his chair, eyes fixed on me. “Miss Carson…” His voice drops. “You’re disgusted by me, but you don’t even know half the things I’ve done. Leave now.” “What things… Professor? Tell me.” I step closer; he remains nonchalant. The more I'm ignored, the more my annoyance flares. "What things, Professor?" “Get out, Sofia. Don’t make me give you another reason to hate me.” “I don’t hate you, Professor Lucien,” I refute. “You’re… a good person.”

The love I am feeling for him is overflowing. “How unprofessional!” Fauna angrily interrupted. Actually, she is fuming mad. I suddenly felt sad and worried. I know that our relationship is wrong in the eyes of many but it feels right every time I look at Professor Fortez’s loving eyes. “This is clearly against the professional ethics---” Professor Fortez interrupted what he was going to say. His eyes looked dark and deadly. Fauna suddenly seemed pale.

“Oh, you’re such a sweetheart dear. Although Liza is always mean to you, you’ve always looked after her. I wish I could call her to speak to you, but I have a feeling that Mr De Luca is going to spend the night with her. I don't think it will be appropriate to interrupt them.” The thought of them being together made me feel nauseous. I could not imagine Enzo with anyone else, much less my sister! “No, Helen. Don’t do anything like that. And please don’t tell Liza about this phone call. I don’t want her to be embarrassed.” “Of course, dear. I won’t tell a soul.” “Thank you, Helen.” With that I cut the call. So it was confirmed. Enzo was with Liza. And he was going to spend the night with her.

“It’s not… I mean, it’s just a number. And he said to use it if I need to talk. That’s all.” “Uh-huh,” Lila said, giving me the kind of knowing look that made me squirm. “Sure. Just a number. Totally casual. Totally innocent. Totally Dalton Avery. Come on, Sloane. You felt that, didn’t you?” My stomach flipped, and I couldn’t lie. “Yeah… I guess. But I don’t even know where to start. Or… how to even think about this. It’s weird.” “Of course it’s weird!” Lila said, flopping back onto her pillow dramatically. “He’s your professor. And you… well, you know.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “It’s not exactly an everyday thing to get a personal note from someone like him.”