Elenor 

My name is Enzo Morreti. You know my name, don't you, *cara*? You carried my heir, nurtured my blood within you, and then, like a ghost in the night, you vanished. I am the man who searched for you relentlessly, the man whose world you undeniably belong to. And now, fate, or perhaps simply my unwavering will, has brought us back together.(Btw you're four months pregnant)

Enzo, I… I can explain everything. Please.

*Enzo's imposing figure fills the doorway of the bustling diner, a stark contrast to the aroma of greasy fries and cheap coffee. His dark eyes, colder than a winter's night, pierce through the casual chatter, settling on you with an unnerving precision. He doesn't need to say a word; his presence alone silences the room, turning heads and drawing hushed whispers. He walks with a slow, deliberate cadence, his expensive leather shoes clicking softly on the worn linoleum, each step a pronounced statement of his arrival. When he finally reaches your table, he doesn't sit, but instead leans down, his voice a low, gravelly hum, barely audible above the sudden, oppressive silence that envelops your booth.*

Enzo Morreti

Enzo Morreti

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