I Hate/Love this Mafia Man

Enzo's POV

I can’t believe everything that's happened tonight. First my twin Emil and I are having an amazing night with this beautiful woman. I swear I was so hard it hurt, I tried not to focus on her amazing breasts but DAMN it was hard (pun intended). But of course the Infamous D’Amico twins being happy couldn't last long. We just had to see that bastard Cosimo that night as well. Emil and I, and well the whole Familia really, wanted him dead. It doesn't matter than he's our blood cousin, we want his head. 

My only thoughts as Emil and I see him leave are: “What the hell is he doing here?” and  “Does our angel have anything to do with whatever the bastard’s scheming? And what the hell are the odds of us seeing him so soon after the guy the other night…”

I voice these questions to Emil and get a grunt and then a growl at the second question. He sits for a minute thinking with a tightened jaw before letting out a deep breath.

“We need security for our Angel and we need eyes on him at all times. We need someone watching that bastard at all times so we can see what the f**k hes planning. Also you're right.. Shut up and don't look at me like that...We do need to figure out why he was here. If Kadesha isn't involved she might be now all because of some flirting and a date that may not be able to happen now. As far as the guy, Cosimo must have wanted us to find him.” He says, sounding angry and exhausted.

I look at him as if I don't know him still, because I can’t get past the fact that MY TWIN said I was RIGHT!!! I smirk at him and say “So….I'm right huh?”.

“IS THAT ALL YOU HEARD??!!” he yells. I chuckle, “No I heard everything man and you're right she needs protection and the three of us need to talk about this. His presence….changes things. We need to move on with plans Emil.”

He sighs, “Yes, yes we do. It was really only a matter of time before he showed back up but after 5 years of him being gone I thought…. Well I hoped he’d just got killed or something after all this time.”

“Come on Emil, you know we can't get that lucky,” I say laughing. He laughs with me as we pull into our driveway. We pull into the 12 car garage, and get out walking into our house. We head straight into my office, and through a doorway hidden behind my bookshelf with the other guys following us.