Married To The Mafia Don

ELEVEN

ENZO'S P.O.V

My mind is over powered with Everleigh, the things I want to do with her. I feel something I have never felt towards her and for the first time ever I am saying I am scared. My world is not built for her, it is a dangerous loving a woman in my world. Loving someone is considered dangerous in this world, she could be used for leverage or end up dead. 

We already had a threat put on her today at the meeting with Romano, he will not back down till he gets what he wants but I will not let that happen. A knocking at my office door brings me out of my thoughts. I swing open the door to Antonio and Miguel. 

"Don, siamo pronti per te (we are ready for you)," Miguel spoke up with a nod of his head. 

I grunt with a nod of my head as I walk past them to head to the back of the warehouse. I get down there as my men stand in a line with their arms crossed crates displayed in front of them ready for me to check. Giovanni walks towards me with a nod of his head then Lorenzo appeared slightly limping. 

I walk past looking into the crates as we count all the assets. Finally finishing the last crate I raise my pointer finger moving it in a circular motion. I walk over to Giovanning and Lorenzo, who still look like he wants my head, which makes me want to laugh. 

"Ah ah ah, vedo che qualcuno e ancora arrabbiato (I see someone is still angry)," I smirk at Lorenzo which causes a chuckle from Giovanni, "You are not going Lorenzo. We don't need to be worrying about your crippled ass out there, Idiota."

Lorenzo goes to open my mouth but quickly shuts up as I pull my pistol out of my holster cocking it back. I smirk as his face goes hard a cold look in his eyes as he looks at me, it fuels the pleasure I get out of shooting my father. 

"FRETTA! FRETTA! (hurry, hurry)," I yell, moving my pointer in a circular motion as my men start to put the crates in the delivery truck while I still have my gun pointed at Lorenzo, "End of discussion, Lorenzo," I grit out as I decock my gun putting it back in my holster. 

Lorenzo glares at me, smoke practically coming out of his ears as he limps away. I smirk as Giovanni starts laughing at Lorenzo's sad limping ass. I pull the keys of the delivery truck out of my suit pants pockets and throw them at Giovanni who looks at me shocked as hell. 

Let me just say he has a right to be shocked, no one drives the truck but me. I run point, I have only ever run point, Lorenzo has not stepped foot on the drivers side since I took over. 

"Sei serio (are you serious)?" Giovanni asks raising a brow. 

I roll my eyes, "I can take them back, if you want me to."

He shakes his had, "No, I'm good."

"Stai eseguendo il punto su questa consegna (you are running point on this delivery)," I tell him sternly. 

He gives me a curt nod and then I walk away getting in the passenger side of the delivery truck as I wait on Giovanni to close the back doors of the truck. He gets in with clear excitement in his eyes as he starts the truck as we pull out of the warehouse. 

The Delgatto's mafia is very loyal to us, never gave us a reason not to trust them. They are the easiest to deliver to. After a couple of hours of driving we finally make it to the Delgatto's propery. Giovanni gets out of the truck as I follow suit, he opens up the back doors of the truck letting ten of our men out. 

"Enzo!," I hear Rosa's voice call out, I roll my eyes internally. 

Rosa is Niccolo Delgatto's daughter, next in line to run his mafia but he does not want to hand it down to her, so the only thing I have a problem with in their family is her. We slept together once and she has never left me alone since. Giovanni snickers beside me as I send him a harsh cold glare and he raises his hands in defense.