ENZO’s POV.

I am seated on the kitchen counter watching my wife as she makes breakfast. Michelle insisted on making breakfast and I allowed her too. Now I am having a cup of coffee while watching her make breakfast for the both of us. I can’t even take my eyes off of her for reasons best known to me.

Looking at how happy she looks while swinging her waist from side to side listening to some music, I make up my mind that I must protect this woman at all cost, no matter what happens.

My attention is drawn to the phone on the table when it starts to blink...