His tesoro

Chapter 15

Today , Enzo and I were going abroad for our honeymoon , but I think it was another way of him distracting me from what happened last night .

I was pretty shaken up i mean , who would want to trash our wedding ? I was aware of Lorenzo having rivals but they wouldn't target him or whoever at the wedding . That's stupid am I right ?

Zoe called me earlier this morning after hearing what had happened, she acted like my mom always wanting to know if I was okay. I did appreciate that but it was constant.

Lorenzo had gotten us a private jet , which i absolutely loved considering I've never been in one before.

"Why are you walking like that ?" I hear Enzo's voice behind me and I turn around arching my brow "are you seriously asking me that question ?"

He smiles at me and I roll my eyes looking around the jet wondering where I should sit .
"Yes , I was just curious ." He says as he pulls me right beside him "your the reason ."

"Mr moretti."

Lorenzo and I both turn our heads it was Jacob his concierge. "Yes?"

"Alessandro sent you a message, he's sent you pdf."

"Okay thanks."

"What's that?" I ask as he begins to open his laptop ,"it's a sort of document Tesoro ."
I lean against his shoulder as I watch him type his emails . How did he find this entertaining?

"Enzo."

"Yes amore ?"

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

"No."

How could a man as sexy as him be single , not that I'm complaining , but it's still shocking f.
"That makes you ten times hotter ."

Lorenzo then smiles revealing his pearly whites . God i lived his smile "I never really had the time for relationships of romance, I was too busy being trained by my father to even bother ."

"He was hard on you wasn't he ?"

"He's the reason why I was the way I was ."

I loved how he said that in past tense because he knew now things were different and he wasn't the same .

I place my arm on his bicep in a comforting manner . I wanted him to know I was there for him if he wanted to get something off his chest . Lorenzo did struggle with communicating and it was mostly because he didn't know who to trust , but I've made it very clear that he can trust me .

"Anya."

"Yeah?"

"Baby you don't understand, talking about him makes me want to kill everything in sight , fuck he makes so me angry ." I feel my cheeks heat up when I heard that nickname . He's so sweet .

"I get it , we'll talk about him when your ready." Lorenzo places his laptop down and shakes his head . 'I wanna talk about it now'

Sitting straight , he wanted me to sit opposite him for some reason so I did . I placed one of my hands in his and he gently squeezes it .

"When I was 16 , my father locked me in a cell for an entire year , the only food I was given was bread and water . He said I needed to be toughened . Throughout that year , he'd bring people in some to beat me , others torture me just for the fun of it . My dad always said to me that I was weak and a failure of a son , that my mother should've aborted me ." Lorenzo then pauses for a moment, when I notice a tear roll down his cheek . This was so sad to hear , his childhood was traumatizing and my heart honestly hurt for him . He's been through so much and managed to stay strong .

I stare at him with tears also in my eyes , I've never seen him so emotional before. "And what's worse , no one came looking for me except my mother , my siblings they were too young to understand but my mom never gave up , it was December 3rd when she had found me and I had to watch as my dad beat her to death."

I stood up from my seat and made my way over to him . I've never felt such pity for someone and it explains exactly why he was the way he was . He didn't trust no one because of what happened when he was a child

"I'm going to kill that man Anya in the most excruciating way possible."

"You have every right too." I say wiping the tear on his cheek , we both sat in silence for a few minutes in each others embrace , it was comforting for us both .

"That's why I'm hesitant to bring a child into this world . I don't want to turn out like him ."he say's honestly, this was one of his deepest fears .

"Don't you ever compare yourself to that man , ever , Enzo you guys are nothing alike, your better , and I'm pretty sure your son or daughter would love to have you as their father ." I gently peck his lips holding his face in my hands .

"Ours you mean."

"What?" I ask confused , what did he mean by that ?

"Our child , I think that's what you were supposed to say."

Finally coming to realization I knew what Enzo meant . He wants me to be the mother of his child. But me a mom ? At 21 . How on earth would that work .

"Anya , you do realize we're married right?" I nod my head in understanding "people are soon going to be expecting an heir ."

"I'm not ready Enzo ."

"Neither am I , now I'm not saying anytime soon I just want you to be aware of what is expected."

I lean on his chest and sigh "I'm gonna take a quick nap if that's okay ."

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