ENZO'S POVThe whole world must've frozen because for several minutes, I'm rooted to my spot. Staring in front of me at the tearful face of a woman I thought I would never see again.A woman I once loved with all my heart but now hate.My ex-wife, Gianna.But how's this possible? She's dead. Her body was burnt beyond recognition after the accident. I'd seen videos of her charred body on the internet and I'd had no doubt that it was her.So what the fuck is going on. She's supposed to be dead."Enzo..." A gut-wrenching sob pulls me out of my trance before I'm completely taken off guard by petite arms wrapping around me and pulling me tightly into the arms of its owner.Despite the slight tremor that quivers through my body, I don't respond or hug her back. My mind is a jumbled mess of confusion.What the fuck is going on? How come Gianna is alive and is in no other place but the place Falcon's slaves are being housed?Goosebumps scatter on my skin at the magnitude that carries every so
Gypsy stared at Enzo, her heart beating wildly as he hurried up the stairs with Gianna in his arms. She didn't want to feel the way she was feeling in that moment.She should be concerned about Gianna's health, not about the fact that for the past thirty minutes, Enzo had focused all his attention on Gianna. As if Gypsy weren't even in the room.Soft groans drew her attention to Luca who was still on the floor. His face was bruised and battered, blood pouring from his nose and his lips. But Gypsy didn't feel any pity for him.Back at the hospital, she'd disliked him, but now she hated him. Whether or not Gianna had truly hurt Enzo, no woman deserves to be sold to a bastard like Falcon.It's unforgivable.Everything still felt like a dream, one Gypsy didn't know whether she wanted to wake up from.But now she understood why the mention of Gianna always ruffled her up so much. Even when she thought Gianna was dead, she'd known that Gianna would be some kind of gloomy cloud over their m
A slight knock draws my attention to the door. I grimace, wondering who it is. A moment later, the door slowly opens to reveal Gypsy with an uncertain look on her face.My guts twists with regret.I can't believe I ignored her so much because of my concern for Gianna."Hey." She says, flashing me a small smile.Returning her smile, I stretch out my hand to her. "Hey."Gypsy takes my hands and I pull her to me, wrapping my arm around his waist."How is she doing?" She asks."The doctor said she's fine. Just stressed." I answer.Gypsy nods. "I can imagine. After everything she went through."I grit my teeth as I try to get rid of all the imaginations on what Gianna could've gone through."What happened?" Gianna asks, the bed creaking as she stirs awake.She slowly blinks her eyes open and looks at Gypsy and me."You passed out while Enzo and Luca were fighting." Gypsy answers. "How are you feeling?""Fine." Gianna replies, slowly sitting up on the bed. "Thank you."Silence settles for a
ENZO'S POVDeja Vu.That's exactly what comes into my mind as Gianna fits her lips on mine. Her lips are soft yet firm, coaxing yet passionate.She'd always been intense with her kisses. Before I know it, I'm kissing her back, sucked into an abyss between the past and the present.But no matter how farmilar her lips feel or how good they once use to make me feel, they don't just feel right any longer.I quickly break the kiss, my guts twisting with guilt for having even kissed her back in the first place. She tries to kiss me again but I hold her off by bracing my hand against her shoulders."No, Gianna. Stop." An unexpected smile fits on her lips. "You kissed me back! You liked it."She attempts to kiss me again but I quickly get off the bed, leaving her staring at me in shock."This was a mistake. Something that should've never happened. Things have changed, Gianna. I don't see you the same way anymore."A pained look flashes on Gianna's face as she stares at me. "Of course. Of cou
“You kissed Gianna?”Gypsy stepped further into the bedroom, hoping -no praying- that she'd misheard. That Dante and Enzo were talking about something totally different and her mind was playing games with her.All her hopes were dashed when Enzo closed his eyes and looked away, guilt boldly written on his face.She stumbled back, the realization punching her right in the gut. She'd been right. Oh God she'd been right.Enzo really never stopped loving Gianna. Otherwise he wouldn't be kissing her less than twenty four hours after seeing her again.“Okay, I'll leave you two alone to talk.” Dante said, but Gypsy barely took notice as he walked out.“Gypsy.” Enzo said after the door clicked shut. The remorseful way in which he said her name nearly undid her.He began scooting out of the bed and grunted, placing his hand on his knife wound. Gypsy nearly ran to his side to tell him to take it easy, but she forced herself to remain firm, crossing her arms on her chest.Enzo finally stopped in
Gypsy stumbled, almost falling down. She felt like she'd just been smacked a huge weight as she stared at Gianna, taking in the triumphant smirk on the other woman's face.Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse. Just when she thought she was ready to fight for her marraige, turns out there wasn't any marriage to begin with.“Oh poor you.” Gianna said, back again in her pretentious concern. “I can't believe you haven't figured it out yet. Poor thing.”Footsteps announced the presence of someone entering the kitchen. “Is everything alright?”Gypsy turned to see that it was Dante, glancing between her and Gianna. Did he and Enzo know already? Had Enzo already realized that their marraige was never valid in the first place and had just chosen to hide it from her?“What's going on?” Dante asked, his brows furrowing in concerned as his gaze focused on Gypsy.“Oh nothing really. Gypsy and I were just talking about the fact that her marriage to Enzo isn't valid since he and I nev
At the sound of her voice, Enzo jerked away from Gianna as if he'd just been burned. He spun around, his eyes widening in shock as he stared at her.For several seconds, they just remained like that: just staring at each other. Gypsy was watching him alright, but her brain seemed to have stopped functioning, going blank.Until she let her eyes fall down his body and her eyes fell on the erection jutting against Enzo's stomach.The sense of betrayal that rushed over Gypsy came like an avalanche, knocking the air out of her her lungs. Her mind reeled in disbelief and she couldn't seem to breathe.The ache in her chest worsened when she looked at Gianna to find the other woman looking back at her with a triumphant I-TOLD-YOU-SO look.“Gypsy, princess...” Enzo called out to her, his voice strained, filled with regret.Probably regret that she'd caught him in the act, not the fact that he'd just cheated on her.Gypsy's first instinct was to run the hell out of there. Turning, she bolted out
Numb.That's how Gypsy felt as she strolled down the road. She had Zeke in her arms, his head resting on her shoulders while he slept.Looking at her son, she wondered what the heck she was doing. She didn't know. Neither did she know where they were going.All she knew was that she needed to get away from the immense pain that seemed intent on ripping her apart.Not because of Enzo's lies or his deception, but because she didn't want to be selfish.She'd read some time back that to love is to sacrifice, and she loved Enzo too much to not step aside.Because she knew he was still in love with Gianna. No matter how many times he tried to deny it, it was always evident by the conflict on his face, the uncertainty in his eyes.His feelings for Gianna bad survived three years even while he thought she'd betrayed him, and it was obvious that he was never going to get her out of his heart.The only reason why he was holding himself back from Gianna was because Gypsy was in his life. If Gyps