Enzo Possession

Chapter 5 : Heart Shattered

Elena POV

My ass got itchy from sitting as I headed toward the bathroom to freshen up and head outside.

The silence grew louder as I inhaled the fresh food that flew into my nose. But suddenly, my eyes merged with the maids and bodyguards only.

"Where is Enzo?" I hummed as I glanced at everyone; they seemed okay and not worried.

"Good morning, Ma," Daisy said; she is a British lady who grew up in Italy and had worked for the Moretti for three years.

"Good day," I greeted back as everyone greeted me as I walked over to the dining room.

My eyes wrapped around the table, staring at the fresh food circled around it.

It's had Lamb Chops alla Romana, Wild Boar Ragú, and Risotto alla Milanese.

"Thank you!" I said to Veronica; immediately she placed a glass of orange juice for me, and she smiled while she stood beside me.

Devouring each of the dishes as my mouth filled with food. My eyes wandered around, scanning the sunlight.

But suddenly, two men walked inside as they carried a man in a black suit.

They walked faster into the corner room, leaving me in fear. I dropped my spoon and walked over to meet them.

But I got stopped by Veronica; she rolled her head for me to stop.

"Why?" I asked, but she stood there, still, her hands on me.

I still wondered who Veronica was because a normal maid wouldn't have such courage to hold my hands or even speak normal.

"Why?" I asked again, as my eyes rolled at her in anger. She pulled her hands off me before bowing her head down.

"No one is allowed to be there!" She whispered to me as she stared at me.

"Okay..." I sat back on my seat as I scratched my hair while it became messy.

After a few minutes of waiting for any signal, all I could get was the maids ranting some gossip; some even stared at me while others pointed their fingers at me.

Suddenly, Enzo walked over to the parlor, his hair scattered and his eyes firmly angry.

His long sleeve folded, and his white shirt stained with dry blood.

What has he done this time? Isn't he tired already?

He paused for a second as he glanced at me and rolled his damn eyes at me before walking.

I rushed over to him and got hold of his wrist. Enzo stared at me with his killer look; his gaze looked fierce, but I didn't care.

"What's going on?" I asked him, but instead, he pulled his wrist from mine.

"Answer the hell question!" I yelled at him, not caring who he thought he was.

Leaving me alone here after threatening me and dealing my ass over, and now he expects me to pretend like nothing is wrong?

He paused and walked over to me as he stared at me, his eyes piercing directly into mine. Leaving my body shivered from his gaze.

"You! Take her back to her room," he ordered the bodyguard, an Arab man in his black suit, as he carried a short gun.

"Why? What's happened?" I asked, refusing to move forward but instead.

"Veronica!”. He yelled my maid's name, letting her run speedily to him as she bowed her head low.

"Stay with her!" He said as he glanced at everyone.

"Everyone should get inside now! Uomini secured the whole place!" He yelled at everyone as he moved faster inside the dark room.

My hands refused to leave as I glanced at him, shutting the door behind him, and I took a deep breath.

The Arabic bodyguard walked over to me and gave me a go ahead sign, but I wasn't in for that.

"No!" I said, folding my hands together, as he smirked at me.

Immediately, my legs wrapped around his shoulder as he carried me up while walking faster upstairs; Veronica followed behind.

"Let's me go!" I screamed at him, beating his shoulder, but my weak hands weren't any good.

He moved faster as he carried me like a stick.

A few minutes later, he dropped me in front of my room and walked away, even before I could say a word.

"What's going on?" I asked Veronica, but she moved her head sideways, as she didn't have a single idea.

I took a deep breath before walking into my room and letting Veronica shut the door behind her.

I jumped over to my clean bed and shut my eyes firmly, inhaling the strawberry perfume I had sprayed earlier.

I watched Veronica play with her finger; she looked confused and scared. Her gaze was down and below her thighs.

"Veronica," I gasped some air before calling her.

"Yes Ma," she stammered as she tangled her hands.

"What is going on? Talk to me!" I asked, my body leaning at the bed handle, as she tried to avoid my eyes.

"Veronica! Why can't you speak?" I asked her again; this time, she lifted her little eyes.

"It's something quite dangerous..." She stammered; the words tried to lift out of her lips but couldn't.

"Calmos!" I pulled my hands over to her shoulder while tapping it gently.

"Tell me, I wouldn't harm you," I assured her; immediately a little smile pulled out of her lips.

"It's about Enzo he had been attacked," she finally said.

I scratched my hair; I knew definitely that so called man couldn't keep himself on one side, always looking for people to pierce their throats.

"Who?" Her breath clenched with mine as I stared at her firmly.

"I don't know the details, but this time, it's dangerous!" She said, her eyes rolling faster in fear.

"What do you mean by dangerous?" What the hell did she mean by that? I knew the Mafia gang was a peaceful place to stay, but why now?

"It's..." She stammered as her hands wrapped around her thighs.

"Please talk," I whispered to her calmly.

Instead, Veronica pulled her legs together, her eyes filled with fear, and she got on ranting some words I couldn't hear.

"What's wrong?" I asked again but instead got no response.

Tap her shoulder as she turned to face me.

"They will hear us," she finally said, her eyes on the door.

"Who?" I asked again.

"If they do, we're going to...". The door slid open.