UNTIL DEATH ( Love should Never be this deathly )

Chapter 6

Enzo had never witnessed his boss display such behavior before; he had never seen him act this way in the presence of any woman. Here stood a man celebrated for his unwavering composure and steadfast professionalism, rendered speechless by the captivating presence before him. It was a striking contrast to the stoic figure Enzo had always known—one who maintained an impenetrable façade, shielded from emotional vulnerability.

In this moment, however, his boss appeared completely spellbound, as if the woman before him wielded an unnameable allure that ensnared his very soul.

Enzo felt himself rooted to the spot, his customary composure shattered by a newfound awareness of the weight of the moment. He was not merely struck by the sight of his boss, typically a paragon of self-control, in such an uncharacteristic state; he was enthralled by the vivid emotions that played across his features. A wave of awe and confusion washed over him as he pondered the depth of sentiments now gripping a man renowned for his emotional fortitude.

After an interminable pause, he gathered his thoughts, summoning the courage to approach his master. His voice, though steady, carried an undercurrent of urgency. "Master... it's time for us to take our leave."

The response he received took him by surprise, plunging him into a state of bewilderment. A frown creased his brow as he attempted to make sense of the words that had just escaped his boss's lips. "Just a few more seconds, Enzo... let me breathe the air... that she was breathing. Let me feel her presence here with me a little longer. Let me soak in the same rain that fell upon her."

His voice, imbued with a softness that Enzo had never encountered before, resonated with an almost reverent tone. As he tilted his head back, his eyes gently closed, a serene smile graced his lips—an expression of tranquility and contentment that seemed to radiate from within. In that moment, Enzo witnessed a profound transformation in the man who had always been a bastion of control.

The emotion that washed over his boss was nothing short of extraordinary. It was as if he were a ship finally released from the harbor, unmoored and free to embrace the vast ocean of feelings that had long been kept at bay. Enzo could sense the weight of longing and vulnerability in his master, a deep yearning not just for the woman who had captured his heart, but for the connection that transcended the mundane.

In the depths of his gaze, there lay a vulnerability that was both surprising and profoundly human. It was a glimpse into the soul of a man who had spent years building walls around his emotions, now willingly allowing them to flow freely. Enzo felt a stirring within himself as he observed this unguarded moment; it was a reminder of the beauty inherent in love—its capacity to awaken even the most guarded hearts, to transform solitude into shared experience, and to reveal the tender complexities of the human spirit.

In that fleeting instance, he understood that love, in its purest form, could bridge the gap between two souls, intertwining their fates in ways that were both beautiful and transformative.

Despite the relentless downpour, Enzo instinctively moved closer to Vincent, positioning himself as a protective barrier to shield his boss from becoming thoroughly drenched. Time seemed to stretch infinitely for Enzo as he waited, each passing second feeling like an eternity until Vincent finally stirred, his eyes flickering open. When they did, they revealed a depth of emotion that tugged at Enzo's heartstrings, stirring an ache of concern and understanding within him.

With deliberate slowness, Vincent withdrew his hand from his left pocket, revealing a bracelet—a tangible reminder of the woman who had captivated his thoughts so completely. It was the very same bracelet she had adorned, now tragically split in half, a poignant testament to his desperate grip, a symbol of his unwillingness to let her slip away.