Chapter 12. Shot to the Chest

Ennio’s POV

“She is so stubborn,” I lament, watching her sleep cozily on the bed.

I had promised nonna not to torment Georgia any longer, but how can I when she is the one tormenting me? Tormenting me with untold guilt.

I never meant to hurt her, but the thought that she could cheat on me drove me mad. Mad, just like Giovanni did. I could have handled that well, but due to me getting angry, my wifey was mad at me. I can’t blame her, though; I don’t like myself either. Honestly, I don’t even think my Nona likes me. She’s old, and she needs someone to take care of her, hence the reason for her staying at my mansion.

Georgia purrs in her sleep, and I chuckle at how cute she is. How could Moretti hide a beauty like this from me? She is clueless hot, hot-headed, and at times makes me angry and crazy with desire.

Like today, the moment I saw her in the kitchen with those tight leggings, my blood sp*ked with want. I want her so bad that it scares me. Few weeks