Luciana POV
I follow Enzo to his office. I know he was on the verge of losing his sh*t but held it together for Anabelle's sake. As soon as the door closes behind me, he screams before picking the paper weight off his desk and launching it at the wall. He whirls on me and yanks me into his arms. I wrap my arms around him and his shoulders shake. Knowing he trusts me enough to show me this side of him just makes me love him more.
He can be the cold, calculating mob boss with everyone else, but with me, he is just Enzo, my husband. He loves fiercely and seeing his sister so broken has gutted him. After a few minutes, he pulls back and presses a kiss on my lips. "Thank you, amore," he says. "You never have to thank me Enzo. We are partners remember. We lean on each other in times of need.
