Enzo's Obsession.

Chapter 006

Chapter Six.

ENZO’S POV

Fuck!

There is something about her, something that doesn't make any sense to me and at the same time, I have a feeling, a feeling that she is going to be the end of me.

But yet I couldn't stay away. Everytime i closed my f*****g eyes, all i could see was her, and everytime i turned on the shower, my body goes hard, remebering the feel of her body under and on top of me.

“Please…i need some time” her soft, post orgasmic voice echoed in my head.

“What do you need time for?” I threw back at her.

“You don't just expect me to throw my whole life at you because you are offering money, that doesn't make sense!” She retorted, grabbing the sheets as she covered her nakedness like she didn't have my hands and tongue all over every inch of her.

“Money that you need to survive, and you know what i’m talking about” I countered, shooting her a deadly look as i passed the pen to her.

“This doesn't make any sense” she muttered, glancing through the papers with uncertainty in her eyes.

She craved me and we knew that even though I needed her more.

All she needed was a little nudge and I did just that.

“The moment you sign those papers, half of the money will be transferred to your account and the other half will be transferred when the papers are processed” I added, this was me being mad and lenient as i can be.

“Okay”

“Okay?” I repeated, but before she could respond, my phone rang, it was a text from my father, demanding I meet him at the warehouse and so I left Sofia, giving her the so-called time she needed.

But I couldn't stop thinking about her.

She wasn’t my first one night stand. But I had a feeling that she was going to be my last. Making her sign that contract was the very confirmation that my body needed, at least until i f**k her out of my system.

After a forty minute long drive, I arrived at the warehouse and was greeted with the sight of our men, dressed in black covering the entire area. Immediately I alighted the car, echoes of their greetings filled my ears as I made my way inside the building where my excuse of a father, - the CAPO of the Ferrari mafia, was waiting.

Immediately I stepped into the lounge, the smell of old whiskey and tobacco hit my nostrils as my face crinkled in disgust. The minute I take over the title of the Capo, the first thing I would do is get rid of this disgusting room, every item inside of it will be burnt to ashes as well as his memories.

“Here he comes” My father’s bass voice rang out, rising from his ‘throne’ with open arms as he walked up to me and the next second, he brought out a gun, pointing it at my head.

As expected.

I stood still, gazing into his dying angry eyes, as the smile on his face turned into a sinister frown.

“Are they all dead?” He snarled, swirling the gun in my face like it was supposed to make me afraid.

“No” I breathed out.

“Why?”

“I’m working on it.. And I have it handled” I added.

“You don't have s**t handled until that man is dead and every f*****g relatives of his as well, dont you see the gravity of the situation here?” He barked while I just nodded.

Ever since the information of the theft carried out by Sofia’s father, Pablo has been pissed, and somehow managed to conjure up the idea that the people are no longer afraid of us and that was the reason he stole from us.

“I do”

“If you do, the head of that greedy man should be lying on my feet this minute but for some reason you have gone soft!”

“Father…”

“I made you my successor Enzo, do not make me regret that, and if i find out that you let go of anyone related to that man, i will disown you and you know what that means” He threatened.

Threats.

I hated it.

It was my thing. I do the threatening and not the other way round.

I took a deep breath as i lowered my eyes, concealing the anger in them. Despite being my father’s second son, I was the successor because my older brother turned out to be illegitimate.

Every time, at every stage of my life, I carried out every order of my father, no matter how gruesome it was, I did everything I could to prove how worthy of a son I could be, but along the line, I grew tired of proving.

Knowing fully well that my father will always be a selfish, unsatisfying bastard till his death and now, I just do things the way I seem fit.

And killing Sofia would never happen. Neither will I be able to kill her father because of the contract but my father doesn't need to know any of this now does he?

“The man is dying already, shooting a bullet is a way to easy death for his sin” I muttered.

Two can always play the game, and unfortunately for my father, he had no idea that we have been playing this game for a long time.

“There are more than one hundred ways to torture him, i want him captured and in your possession, i dont care if he’s dying, i want him to die at your hands” My father ordered again.

Sick bastard.

“Like I said father, everything is under my control” I added again, because nothing I say will ever be able to satisfy his twisted mind.

I’m twisted, don't get it wrong. But my old man?

“Hmmm, you have never disappointed me, but you have two weeks, two weeks”

“Yes Father”

“What arrangements have you made?” he asked again, as he turned around, dropping the gun on the tray. His ‘golden tray of guns’

“Arrangements?” I repeated, because the only arrangements in my head now is hundreds of ways to f**k Sophia, out of my system.

“Yes, Isobel is coming to the city, and this time with high expectations, i wonder why you keep postponing this wedding, you are bethroted to her for f**k sake”

“Father, I’m not just ready for any of that right now, i still need to establish my power in other cities and you are still here, getting married to Isobel is the least of my priorities” I countered.

“Take her to dinner, something fancy and extravagant, she shouldn’t lose interest in you Enzo, this alliance is the only way i can gain control of the Bianchi Power” He added again.

I knew he couldn't protest my points, they were valid enough after all nothing mattered in the mafia world like power and as for Isobel?

She is obsessed.

“Yes Father.”