"I'm not jealous, but you are mine and I don't share"
- Unknown
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Lisa Castellano POV
We all sat there just thinking. Ruby said, "You know I was married to him once?"
"Married to?" I questioned. She came closer and took my hand in hers, like a sister or a mother would. Gently stroking it she replied with, "Rocco Moretti. His obsession can turn ugly, you know?"
She tells me they met when they were teenagers. I would have been 3 years old or something. "He broke me to the point I couldn't leave.." She says, her voice thick, like she wanted cry but couldn't.
Lorenzo, next to me, shifted his weight slightly. He unbuttons one button, revealing his toned chest. Letting out a huff of air, he ran a hand through his hair. Something was clearly bothering him. "Enzo..?"
I gently place my hand on his broad shoulders, but he shrugs them away. "...I should go... they're waiting for me at the club."
When Ruby leaves, he walks away. Should I follow him? Maybe I should give him space?
Lorenzo Romano POV
Ruby Kane. I've saved her from the mere clutches of 'The Beast'. There's a reason he earned that title. My breathing is coming in shallow. Sweat drips down my forehead, eyes downcast onto the desk. Placing both palms on the mahogany desk that has seen many years, I let my thoughts swirl and spiral.
He won't take them away. If he did, then it's over my dead body. "It's a promise," I mumble, shaking.
Lisa Castellano POV
Since I have no idea what he's going through, I decide not to pry into his life. It wouldn't be right either way. I hope you won't suffer ever, Enzo.
My eyes had been on the door Enzo disappeared behind. I don't realize Marco's here until, "Ma'am? Are you alright?"
I look at him, pleading, not saying a word back. He darts his eyes to the same door I let my eyes wander to. "Boss will be okay. Give him some time, ma'am."
Would that really work? He hasn't come out in hours. I get up and walk to the door, my hands hovering above the cold steel knob. It's shaped like a diamond. Okay Lisa, just go in there and...comfort him.
I slowly open it and peek inside.
Rocco 'The Beast' Moretti POV
In the safe haven of my luxury VIP room, I watch her. The girl threw me away dance like its nothing. Kane... Ruby. I'll do whatever it takes to have two women under my belt begging and crying.
Two knocks—swift, sharp resounded through the room. The transparent glass of room gave visibility to what was below us. Those moves of hers are deadly, and getting her to break won't be easy. "Sir, The Bourbon you ordered."
Sniffing out the cigarette, I said, "Enter and leave it on the table."
The young girl places the tray with the bottle down, and moves away, slightly shaking. I chuckle and grab her hand. Delicate. Easily breakable. "Come sit, I won't bite... yet," I say, eyes raking her body. Not too bad.
Lisa Castellano POV
"...Enzo?" I softly ask. What if say something that will make him even more furious? What if he refuses to speak to me? The silence suffocates us with its thick cords.
He gazes up slowly at me, finally acknowledging my presence. "Lisa...?"
It's like he's struggling to get his words out. My body leaned against the closed door, I observe him. Is he truly okay? What is wrong that he had to leave so abruptly? Ruby?... was it her?
"What... What are you doing here? In my study, no less..."
"I-I... don't know," I reply. Do I ask him or just let him think this alone?
I let my eyes wander to the shelf behind him. There's a collection of vintage books—intricate carving, gold painted spines that told stories of every kind. "I see you've got quite the collection. You have Shakespeare too? Or is that too much for you?"
From where I am, I search his eyes—those deep eyes for anything he's holding back. Enzo, please tell me whatever it is that's bothering you.
He steps out from behind the desk, and walks toward where I am, eyes fixed on mine. My breath hitches a little. Is he going to kiss me?
But he doesn't. Before he gets to where I am, he stumbles and falls—thud. Oh Enzo.
Without another word, I walk to him and kneel in-front of him. I wrap my arms around him, holding close, feeling his warmth. Uneven breaths and his cries muffled into my shirt.
"When the night comes, I'll hold you... Until everything ends...I'll hold you," I whisper, the darkness enveloping us in a cocoon of safety. Gentle pats on his shoulder was the only thing the both of us needed at the moment.
Sera Romano POV
The restaurant was buzzing with all kinds of customers. From high end to the middle class. I go from table to table taking orders. Leaving the world of the underworld behind gives me the opportunity to do what I want. No body dictates what I do. Only me.