17 Lesson Enzo POV As soon as my mother is safe in my new home, I'm sliding back into my car with Bruno driving. I told him to break every f**king law to get me to the f**king s*x club. I can't believe Luciana even knows the f**king place exists, let alone is able to get in. "Did you get a hold of that pr*ck Romano?" "I did but you're not going to like the answer, boss," Bruno says. "Just f**king telling me what he said." "He said that he won't turn your wife away. In fact, he may offer to f**k her himself so he can compare her to his betrothed," he says. "I don't care if the ba**ard killed his own father to take over his family. I'll put a bullet in his f**king head if he touches my wife." I'm barely holding my sh*t together when we pull up outside the nondescript building. In all honesty, the building could have a free p**sy sign on the building and the cops wouldn't bat an eyelash because of who owns the place. I make my way to the door with Bruno ahead of me. We step into what looks like a typical dance club with high top tables and a long bar. Bodies move to pounding music all around us. I scan the room until my eyes fall on an unassuming door with a large guard standing in front of it. I tap Bruno's arm and we move toward the door. The guard smirks when he notices me. "Mr. Caruso, Don Romano is expecting you. I was told you aren't to be let anywhere near the rooms until he speaks with you," he says. "I don't have time to play games with your boss. I want to be taken to my wife now." "Mr. Caruso, the boss, wasn't asking. Which means if you don't do as you're told, I have orders to throw your a** out of this fine establishment," he says again with a smirk. "Fine, take me to your f**king boss," I say through gritted teeth. He opens the door and a woman wearing barely any clothes steps in front of us. She is normally the type of woman I would f**k but looking at her now does nothing for me. There is only one woman I want, and she is somewhere in this f**king place doing go only knows what. My mind conjures up images that have me ready to take my gun from my holster and put a bullet in every one of these pr*cks until I find Luciana. "Follow me gentlemen" she says. We do, walking down a hallway that leads to a set of stairs. When we reach the top, the woman knocks on a black door three times before she leaves, walking past me. I don't even acknowledge her as she passes by me. All I can think about is turning my beautiful wife's a** red if she lets anyone besides me touch her body. I step past Bruno, staying alert as we step into the office. Giovanni sits behind a large wooden desk that is surrounded by windows. I can't see to the floor below, but if I had to guess, I assume it's both sides of the club. His brother Leonardo is standing to his right. Despite Gio's reputation, I'm more afraid of his brother. I've never heard him speak, and he makes us all look tiny in comparison. He is built like a tank and all muscle. He has at least six inches on his brother, who stands about six feet tall. "Enzo, I wondered how long it would take you to arrive. Your gorgeous wife has been here for half an hour already. I can say it was quite a shock to get a call from Herbito Aponno, Don Rizzo's right hand, to set up a room for her. I think I'm getting the short end of the stick being arranged to Giavaya Rizzo. I should have insisted I get Luciana now that I know she isn't the innocent mafia princess. Virgins aren't really my thing," he says. I tighten my fists at my side. "I'm not here for your games, Gio. I'm here to take my wife home." "So you expect me to just show you to her room. My clients expect privacy and s****1 satisfaction in this 1/3 17 Lesson +15 Points > establishment. What kind of boss would I be if I just invaded my patrons' privacy and let anyone into their rooms," he says. "What do you want, Gio?" A sinister smile that spreads across his face. "A favor, not now, of course, but when I need it, you will do what I ask without question. In exchange, I'll have my brother here lead you to the room where your wife is currently with one of my most experienced men," he says. Owing this man a favor is like making a deal with the devil, but what choice do I have right now? "Tick tock, Enzo. I can't imagine what fun they are already having as we speak," he says. "Fine, you have my word." "Excellent, Leonardo take Enzo to his wife. You will not kill my man no matter what you walk in on. He is one of my highest earners. I will not be happy if you put a bullet in his head for doing what your wife asks of him," he says. "Fine," I grit out my teeth ready to crack. Leonardo pushes a door open opposite the one we came in. Another set of stairs leads us into a darkened hallway. My heart pounds against my chest and anger bubbles inside me. I'm not sure if I'll be able to control myself if I see my wife with another man. The thought of that b**ch Amelia and the wh*re in my father's office has a mix of anger and regret rolling through me. We stop in front of a door halfway down the hallway. Leonardo simply knocks three times before he leaves us alone. Bruno's eyes meet mine and I simply nod. He knows without words I don't want him to interfere or step into the room. I reach for the handle after hearing the lock disengage. I hold my breath as I push the door open. I fight the urge to reach for my gun when I see a man on his knees in front of my wife who is seated in a lounge chair. I'm not sure what the f**k she has on but it sure as f**k isn't something this ba**ard should be seeing. The only saving grace is his hands are nowhere near Luciana at this moment. I really don't know if I could have stopped myself from killing this pr*ck had he been touching her. "Get the f**k out of this room before I kill your a*** I practically growl. "May I leave, mistress," he asks, acting like I just didn't just threaten to kill him. "Yes, pet, you can leave. Thank you for your time," she says. The man stands, and it takes all my control not to grab him by the throat and snap his neck as he walks past me. I watch him as he closes the door behind him. "Doesn't feel good, does it," she asks. I steady my breath before I turn back to her. "Did he touch you?" My chest his heaving and my heart pounds as I wait for her answer. "I don't know, did the puttana in your father's office touch you," she asks. A pit forms in my stomach because she did. Even if it's not what I wanted. Even if it was only seconds, she did. I'm afraid to answer, but she must see it in my eyes. "What makes you think you have the right to know what happened in this room after what you did," she asks, crossing her arms across her chest. The action pushes her breasts up in the short silk nightgown she wearing. Without a second thought, I cross the room and step into her space. "I wanted nothing to do with that wh*re. The only woman I want is you." "You have a funny way of showing it. I warned you what would happen if you broke your vows to me. You think I didn't know that you planned to be just like your father despite your hollow words in my father's home," she says, keeping her eyes focused on mine. "No, I'm not. I'm nothing like that ba**ard. Whatever I thought when the betrothal was first discussed is long since gone. You are the only one I want, amore. I promise you that I had no intention of allowing what my father ordered to happen in that office. I know you have no reason to believe me after the way I've f**ked up, but I vow to you that I will never touch another woman as long as there is breath in my lungs. You are my wife, my queen." She stares in my eyes looking for signs of deception, but she won't find any. I have never in my life felt as sick and helpless as I did today when I got that text message. Luciana steps close enough that we are almost 213 touching. "There will not be a strike four, Enzo." Before she can say another word, I reach my hands to grip her face and slam my lips down on hers. Claiming her as mine and showing her with everything in me that I am hers. I never thought a woman would own me, but this one does. When she moans into my mouth, I feel my c**k twitch in my pants. I run my hand down her throat and over the swell of her breast. The silk of her nightgown bunching under my fingertips. I'm just about to lift her to wrap her legs around my waist when the lust starts to clear. There is no way anything is happening in this room where that pr*ck is probably watching. No one will see my wife's body but me. I pull back, breaking the kiss. A flash of disappointment in Luciana's eyes is gone as quickly as it came, but it gives me hope that, despite her anger at me, she is feeling everything that I am. "Ca n we go home, amore? We have a lot to discuss." "I would like that," she says. I remove my jacket, wrapping it around her, so I don't kill anyone on our way out. She chuckles before I lead her out of the room. Bruno turns to go back the way we came, but Luciana stops him. "Herbito is waiting outside the private entrance for us. He will bring Bruno to your car so you can ride with me," she says. Once we are in the back seat alone, I'm shocked when Luciana willingly comes to sit on my lap. "He never touched me, Enzo. I meant the vows I said to you in church before God and our families, but make no mistake, if you betray me you won't have to worry about who I f**k or who touches me. Dead men have nothing to worry about," she says before she lays her head against my chest. What the hell is wrong with me that I'm both frightened and turned on that my wife just threatened to kill me. She never has to worry because today was a hell of a lesson. 48 T TheNich29 I hope you are all enjoying the new story. I'm excited to see where the characters take me. Please keep voting if you're enjoying the book. The book will be going PTR in the next few days. I hope you will continue to read and comment. I love hearing how invested you become. It makes writing it so much better 17