All Chapters of The Devil In A Suit: Chapter 51 - Chapter 59

Third POVWith a swift motion, Cassiel reached out and grabbed the man's arm, his grip like a vice. The man's eyes widened in pain as Cassiel's fingers dug deep into his skin."You see, I have ways of making people talk," Cassiel said, his voice dripping with menace. "And I'm not going to stop until I get what I want." He continued, thrusting the knife in his hand into the man's thigh cutting open his flesh.The man's face contorted in pain, his eyes welling up with tears. Cassiel's expression was unyielding, his eyes glinting with a cold determination."Let's try this again," Cassiel said, his voice low and menacing. "Who is your employer? And where is Isabella?" Cassiel asked with a devilish smile on his face.The man's voice was barely audible, his words tumbling out in a rush. "It was… it was Renata. She's the one who's been hiding Isabella."Cassiel's eyes narrowed, his grip on the man's arm tightening. "Go on, give me new information that can save your lives," he said, his voice

Third POVEnzo's eyes locked onto hers as she stepped back, fear vivid on her face. He moved swiftly, reaching the door before she could even touch the handle. His hand rested on the door, blocking her escape."Don't even think about it," Enzo said, his voice low and even. "You're not going anywhere until we finish our business."The woman's eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape route or a way to calm the situation. Enzo's gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable."Let's talk," Enzo suggested, his voice firm but controlled. "I’m quite sure you know that you have some explanations to do right?” Enzo asked calmly, twirling the knife in his palm around for her to see.The woman swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on Enzo's face. She nodded slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Okay, let's talk but you aren't going to harm me right?." She asked gently, her hands covering her body as she spoke.“That depends on the way you respond to my question,” Enzo said, stabbing

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 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 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