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Third POV"Let's get one thing straight, Marco," Enzo said slowly. "I'll help you, but I need to know the truth. What's really going on?"Marco's expression faltered for a moment, and Enzo saw a flicker of something in his eyes. But then, Marco's face smoothed out, and he launched into a detailed explanation of his supposed ordeal.Enzo listened intently, his mind racing with questions and doubts. He was determined to get to the bottom of Marco's story, no matter what it took.Enzo exhaled a long sigh, his face facing the floor. He had enough proof that showed Marco was lying but he needed to tread carefully.“I will speak with Cassiel tomorrow once I get to him but for now, let's get you a place to stay.” Enzo said standing to his feet as he walked over to his car, Marco trailing behind him slowly.Marco offered to drive Enzo who politely refused asking him not to treat him like a boss and just be himself, acting like he had believed his story.Enzo drove to a nearby hotel, booked a

Third POVJulian nodded slightly, his eyes already drifting shut. Enzo watched over him, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. He was just happy to see Julian. At least Cassiel would take his health seriously and he was more than happy to see him recovering.As Julian drifted off to sleep, Enzo sat beside him, holding his hand and watching over him. He knew he might have to cancel his meeting at the park, but he didn't care. Being here to support Cassiel and watch over Julian was all that mattered.The door creaked open, and a nurse entered the room, checking Julian's vital signs and adjusting his medication. Enzo watched her work, expressing his gratitude for her care and attention.After the nurse left, Enzo settled back into his chair, leaning forward to pick a bottle of water to help moisten his throat and watch over him. He sighted Cassel at the entrance of the ward. He let go of the bottle slowly, walking out of the ward.“Seems he places more trust in you than he does with me

Third POVEnzo dropped his phone on the couch, moving to his bedroom. Milo was giving him attitude because he didn't come home last night to feed him. He went to his bedroom to have a proper rest as there was little or nothing to do.As Enzo entered his bedroom, he was greeted by Milo's disapproving stare. The cat's tail was twitching, and its ears were folded back, clearly displeased about being neglected the night before. Enzo chuckled, feeling a mix of amusement and guilt."Sorry, buddy," Enzo said, scooping up Milo in his arms. "I know I didn't make it home last night, and I'm sorry about that."Milo meowed loudly, as if scolding Enzo for his absence. Enzo laughed, rubbing Milo's soft fur. "I know, I know. You're the real boss around here, and I should've been here to feed you on time."Enzo set Milo down on the bed and headed to the kitchen to feed him. As he poured the cat food into Milo's bowl, the cat followed him, rubbing against his legs. Enzo smiled, feeling a sense of comf

Third POVEnzo looked up at Cassiel, his eyes slightly unfocused. "I... I think I'll be fine," he said, his voice slurred. "I've driven in worse conditions than this."Cassiel raised an eyebrow, his expression concerned. "Enzo, you're not even standing straight. I don't think you should be driving," he said, his voice firm.Enzo waved his hand dismissively. "I'll be fine, Cassiel. Don't worry about me," he said, taking a step forward and stumbling.Cassiel sighed, standing up and catching Enzo by the arm. "You're not going anywhere," he said, his voice firm. "You'll stay here tonight and sleep off the booze."Enzo looked up at Cassiel, his eyes glassy. "But... my car," he protested weakly.Cassiel chuckled. "Don't worry about your car. I'll have one of the guys drive it home for you," he said, guiding Enzo towards the stairs.As they climbed the stairs, Enzo leaned heavily on Cassiel, his legs wobbly beneath him. Cassiel smiled wryly, used to Enzo's antics but still concerned for his

Third POVAs the night wore on, the silence between them became more comfortable, punctuated only by the occasional clink of glasses and the soft hum of the air conditioning. Enzo and Cassiel sat on the plush couch, surrounded by the dimly lit opulence of the living room. The whiskey and vodka mixture burned their throats, but they savored the sensation, enjoying the warmth it spread through their veins.Cassiel poured another round, his movements becoming slightly more fluid as the liquor took effect. Enzo watched him, his eyes narrowed slightly as he assessed his friend's mood. Cassiel's thoughts seemed to be a thousand miles away, his gaze drifting toward the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city."You know, Enzo," Cassiel said, his voice low and contemplative, "sometimes I wonder what it'd be like to leave it all behind." He gestured vaguely, encompassing the mansion, the organization, and the weight of his responsibilities. Enzo raised an eyebrow, watching Cassiel'

Third POVEnzo's eyes narrowed as he took in the scene before him. Isabella's face was covered with a black cloth, her body trembling slightly. Cassiel stood tall, his expression unreadable."I was investigating some leads," Enzo replied, his voice calm and collected. "I had to clear up some doubts."Cassiel's gaze intensified. "And did you?"Enzo nodded. "Yes, I did. And I think it's time we had a little talk, Isabella."Cassiel stepped aside, allowing Enzo to approach Isabella. Enzo's eyes locked onto hers, even though she couldn't see him through the cloth.He dragged her up, straight to the room Cassiel pointed at, throwing her inside the dimly lit room, removing the cloth on her face and the gag in her mouth.“Master Cassiel” she called out with horror on her face as she locked eyes with Cassiel.“I need not to tell you your punishment is death right?” Cassiel asked, drawing a seat for himself while Enzo stood behind him.“I am sorry Master Cassiel,” Isabella begged, rubbing her