ENZO'S POV

Talk of the devil.

Or was this a fucking dream?

“Boss.” Silvio called, shifting closer to me. “I think that's our target. What a coincidence.” He moved away and I looked at him, nodding.

A coincidence, hmm.

Nature somehow made this happen. It knew I was innocent and needed to have a way - the upper hand. That's what it has done this.

She was more stunning, in person.

Straight legs. Beautiful skin and a pretty eyes. But what do I need those for? They mean nothing to me. All I wanted to do was get at my brother and that was all I would do.

“Boss. What's...