Married to the mafia

8

"I'm tired of being cooped up all day."

I want to go outside, and I don't just mean in that stupid courtyard.
I want to go a restaurant, or the park, or just something.
I feel like I deserve more freedom.

I bring it up, as enzo walk me back to my room, usually Ryan does it, but for some unknown reason enzo took over his dustiest today.

"What do you want me to do about that?" Enzo replies.

It's been a few days since I almost died, and it made me realize I want to get out, I want to live before I die. "I want to leave, go into some town or something. An escort can come, but I want to get out of this building, and not just for your dumb events."

It's been almost a month of me being here, shouldn't Enzo trust me enough now to let me leave?

"No." Enzo responds.

I'm fucking fed up with Enzo and his bullshit.

"Let me leave!" I yell. "If only for a few hours!"

"It's not happening." Enzo says, his mind already made up. "Let it go."

"YOU FUCKING-" I run towards Enzo and pin him against the wall. He has no right to control me like this.

Suddenly, I hear multiple guns click at one, I look to my side and find many different guns, all aimed at me.

Enzo turns his head to the side, death staring some guards. "If you hurt her, I'll kill you."

You would think that since Ezra works in the mafia he could easily get out of my hold, but he's not even trying to.

I push off the wall, letting go of Enzo. Violence won't solve anything, especially when I have 30 guns aimed at me.

"Let. Me. Leave." I bit out.

"You seem really determined." Enzo contemplates for a second then says, "I'll let you leave on one condition," I raise my eyebrows. "I come with you, and you stay by my side the ENTIRE time. Do I make myself clear?"

I smirk, glad that I'll finally be able to get out of this place, even if it's just a few hours. I also might find an opportunity to escape, but I doubt it.
"Yeah! Totally. Crystal clear."

"Ok." He responds. "We'll leave at three."

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Time skip
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We arrive at a cafe, we take our seats outside. Enzo doesn't fit in at all, it's spring time so flowers are blooming, and the sun is shining, but Enzo is wearing all black, like usual.

"Get whatever you want" Enzo says as soon as we are seated. "Remember, you have access to my component card."

I smile. Since I've been kidnapped I might as well make the best of it.

The waitress comes to take our order, I order a strawberry smoothly and a brownie, but she isint even looking at me, she's just staring at Enzo with pouty lips and puppy dog eyes. I get it, Enzo isn't hard to look at, but I'm right here!
I smirk a bit when I relies he's not even paying any attention to her, his gaze is focused on me.
I don't even know why I'm acting so jealous, it's not like Enzo's mine, he can flirt with any woman he wants. Enzo doesn't order anything. Boring.

After a few seconds of the waitress pushing her boobs together, Enzo says something that makes me want to cackle is the lady's face. "You can leave now." The waitress and scurried off, but before she does, I give her a petty smile.

"Ugh" I moan when she's out of earshot.

Enzo looks teen aback by my reaction. "Are you...jealous?"

I scoff. "What? No!? She was just annoying, that's it."

"Mhm" he returns.

A few minutes later, a different waitress brings me my food. I smirk in satisfaction.

"Hey! It been awhile!" I turn my head to find none other than my ex boyfriend, cal.

"...yeah, how are you?" I reach up the scratch the back of my neck. Me and him didn't really end on the best terms, so I'm surprised he didn't even came up to talk to me. "What are you doing here, in..." I trailed off when I realized I had to idea where I was.

"In...new jersey?" He answered. Now I finally knew where I was, new jersey is pretty far from my home in Tallahassee.

"Yeah..." I just wanted this to be over.

I look towards Enzo to see how he's doing and I see him staring daggers at my cal "I think it's time for us to go, sam" that's the first time he's addressed me by my name!!!

Enzo gets up quickly and grabs my hand, pulling me up. Once I'm up and standing next to him, he wraps a dominating  arm around my waist.

Who's jealous now???

Enzo has a possessive smirk on his face as he pulls me away from my ex.

"And you said I was jealous." I say as we leave the coffee shop.

Enzo scowls at me, "I wasn't jealous. It's just a bad image to have somebody else flirting with my wife."

Fake wife. I correct in my head.

"Yeah right." I mumble under my breath.

Although his explanation is more realistic, if Enzo was jealous, that would mean he feels somthing for me, and I'm pretty sure Enzo is incapable of feeling.