Married To The Mafia Don

TEN

EVERLEIGH P.O.V

Enzo stepped out of the car, coming around to my side to open the door for me. Antonio and Donte pulled up behind us, giving us a nod they headed into the wearhouse. Enzo pulled me into him as he closed the door of the car, he leans down placing soft kisses against my neck. Pleasure ran throughout my body as a soft moan escapes my lips. 

He pulled back with a smirk present on his lips. It was then when I felt the cold metal in the back of my pants that he had tucked the pistol in my waist band. I roll my eyes shoving past him as I hear a small chuckle escape his lips. 

He grabs my wrist stopping me from opening the warehouse doors as he steps forward opening the doors for me. I see men in suits all bowing their heads in respect as we walk in. The one thing that catches my eye making me shudder, seeing Romano and the man from the club walking towards us. 

Merda (shit), I thought. 

Enzo wraps his arm around my waist pulling me close to him as the men get closer. I started to think about what Romano said to me at the ball and I knew I should have told Enzo. 

"Romano, Andrea," Enzo greets them with a cold look on his face, showing no emotion. 

"Enzo," Romano speaks up with a smirk before his eyes land on me, "I was disappointed that I missed you at the club, bellissima (beautiful)," His eyes traveling down my body with hunger and lust. 

Enzo's jaw clenches as he pulls me tighter to him and I suddenly want to leave, finding myself in the uncomfortable situation. Andrea, the man I danced with at the club, his eyes only trained on me alone. I wish I had known at the club he was Romano's son and I would have stayed my ass away. 

"Andiamo nel mio uffico (lets go to my office)," Enzo states as he walks past them, holding me close to him. 

Enzo gives Antonio and Donte a nod which they return now joining our side as we head to the office. The warehouse is field with workers and other men in suits, I notice the things they are packing into crates. I should be worried but I am oddly not as I watch the men work away at packaging all kinds of illegal things as we walk by. 

Donte open the door to the office and we all step inside as Donte closes the door behind him as he walks in behind Romano and his son. I walk by Enzo's side as he takes a seat in his chair behind his desk as I stop, standing closely beside him. 

Donte and Antonio stand in front of the office door, looks of rage as they watch Romano and his son. I started to really understand that I wasn't the only one who disliked this man, it seems no one likes him. 

"Parlare (talk), Romano," Enzo sneers, "You want a deal, give it your best shot to convince me," He glares as he relaxes back into his chair. 

He chuckles as he shurgs, "Semplice, voglio la meta de tutto (simple, I want half of everything)," his eyes shift to me, as he smirks, "O tua moglie per la meta di quello che ho (or your wife for half of what I have) or guerra (war). No negotiating."

I look at Enzo, trying not to show my fear but I was afraid. Enzo wouldn't sell me off like that, atleast I hope he wouldn't. Enzo's jaw clenches as he abruptly stands up stamming his hands on his desk with such rage I haven't seen before. 

Donte and Antonio pull their guns out, holding them down as if they are waiting to make a move. 

"Non stai prendendo mia moglie (you are not getting my wife)!," He snaps loudly, his voice echoing through the office, "Your deal is shit! Get the hell out before I put a bullet in both of you!," He yells. 

Andrea chuckles as he pulls out his gun in one fluid motion, aiming it directly at me as he cocks it back. Now I am panicing. Donte and Anotio come forth pressing their own guns into the back of Andrea's head. 

Enzo pulls his gun out of his holster cocking it back, his expression on his face sent chills down my spine. The look he was giving Andrea looked deadly, if his eyes could kill then Andrea would already be dead. Enzo darkly chuckles shaking his head, then everything happened in slow motion.

A loud bang echos through the office, my ears now ringing but I was to in shock to scream or move. I blink a could of times as I see Andrea scream as a bullet went through his arm that held his revolver, his gun dropping to the floor. 

"Questa e guerra (This is war)!," Romano yells, "You better keep an eye out on your wife!"

"Portali via da qui (get them the hell out of here)!," Enzo snaps at Donte and Antonio. 

I watch in slow motion as Donte and Antonio drag Romano and his son out of the office, blood dripping on the floor from Andrea's gun shot wound. I should be scared, I don't know if I have lost my mind or what, but I wasn't. 

Enzo walks around slamming shut the office door behind them as he locks it. He strides back over to me, brining me into his arms as he holds me tightly, his chin resting ontop of my head. I felt safe, I knew I sould be safe with Enzo. I wrap my arms around him tightly, in this moment I felt secured and cared for. 

"They won't touch you, Mia amore," He murmers, "Ti custodiro per sempre con la mia vita, Fiore (I'll forever guard you with my life, flower)."

My heart fluttered at his words, they were soft and I could hear the truth behind them. I was falling for the mafia Don, the man who they say has no soul but here I was falling for it. I was falling for my own husband, I felt nervous about it but I felt safe. 

I pull back from the hug as I wrapped my arms around his neck, his eyes flickering down to my lips. His lips descending down onto mine and I melted, the butterflies erupting in my stomach as my eyes flutter close. The kiss was rich and passionate, it was like the world disappeared around us leaving just him and I. 

He fisted his hand into my hair his other arm tightening around my waist as he pulls me flesh to him. His tongue swipes along my bottom lip, I grant him access, his tongue dives in trying to establish dominance. I let a moan escape from my mouth and in a swift second Enzo had me pinned to the wall as I gasped at the contact. 

His lips traveled down from my lips to my neck, kissing softly against my collarbone, his tongue licking up my neck as I let out a soft moan. His hand moved up my chest as he kissed along my neck. I gasped as he pinched my erect nipple through my shirt, he hand glided into my shirt through the slit as his hand grabbed my breast. 

A knock on the door made us quickly tear apart as I fixed my clothing and hair. Enzo looked beyond pissed that we got interrupted. He unlocks the office door swinging it open as Donte stands there. 

"What, Donte?" Enzo sneered. 

Donte glanced at me as a knowing smirk traced apon his lips as my cheeks flushed a bright red as I avoided eye contact with him. 

"Abbiamo una consegna con il Delgatto's (we have a delivery with the Delgatto's)," Donte notified Enzo. 

Enzo nods, "Take Everleigh home. I'll round up the order. Is Giovanni around?" 

"Yes, he is in the stock room," Donte nods as I walk over to him to go home. 

Enzo smirks as he looks at me and without warning he grabs me by the back of my neck as he plants his lips on mine in a quick passionate kiss. He pulls back and as if I thought his smirk can't get wider he proves me wrong. My cheeks flush as I glare at him but he just winks giving me a chuckle. 

"Donte, I trust you, guard her with you life," Enzo's voice stern but harsh as he gets the point through as he turns to me his eyes softening, "I'll be home in less then four hours, Mia amore."

I nod my head giving him a small smile, "Buon divertimento diavolo (have fun devil)," I wink and with that I walked out with Donte on my feet. 

The feelings for him were getting all to real, I wasn't scared for catching feelings, I was scared of the rejection. Enzo, is not capable of feeling such feeling for anyone, he has his good moments but feelings I don't think he will ever feel for anyone especially for me. 

Donte chuckles as he comes to stand by me as we walk out of the warehouse, I glare up at him as I nudge him with my elbow. 

"Chiudilo, Idiota (shut it, dumbass)," I hiss under my breath as I glare at him but he only chuckles again, not even close to taking me seriously, "Stronzo (asshole)!," I snap.