Enzo's POV

I thought she was another one of his toys.

They never lasted long, like a breeze passing through. Then the next one would come along.

But she was different, I had known it ever since that masquerade party but I found it hard to believe, Antonio with that cold dark thing he calls a heart. He shouldn't be capable of loving anything or anyone.

However the way he holds her, stares into her eyes like he wants her to be the only one in the room, it seemed too absurd to believe.

"Close your eyes..." I told her as we were leaving the conservatory, "I want it to...