Enzo POV
As much as I don't want to, I set Luciana on her feet. She rights her skirt because I don't want to have to kill my own men for seeing what is only for my eyes. Never in my life did I think I would feel so possessive of a woman. Women were always something to relieve stress and pass time, but watching my hot as f**k wife walk toward the car in front of me with Herbito has me realizing it was because they weren't her.
Herbito holds the door as Luciana slides in. I go to step around him, but he closes the door, before he turns to face me. We stare at each other for a long pause before he finally speaks. "I'm proud of you, Enzo. I don't say that to be a condescending pr*ck but because you deserve to hear it. I believe that Don Rizzo would be proud of you too," he says.
I thought
