Page 134 of DeLucas After Dark

Enzo sighed. He didn't mind being late for the reservation. However, he did need to keep them on track, mainly for her protection.

Still, he found himself saying, "This is your last chance to change your mind." He stared down at his cock, then back up at her. "We're ready."

Her gaze lowered to his dick, which throbbed, happy for any attention she gave him. Eve shook her head. "I will not let you put me in a dick trance. Holster that weapon before he hurts someone."

Enzo couldn't help it. He burst out laughing. He'd been laughing all day with her as they'd enjoyed a quiet day inside, watching the movies he liked. Though he'd wanted to watch what she liked, she'd insisted on him choosing. It had been a lazy day spent cuddled up on the couch.

But it had been perfect to him. Just him and her. It got no better than that. He'd only had to go out twice today. And both times were when Terzo called to let him know there had been chatter on the street. And both times had involved a motorcycle club that wanted to transition into a feared crime family.

What better way to do that than to take down the biggest crime family in town. The first time Enzo had gone out, it had been to torture the restaurant chef who'd leaked his reservation to the motorcycle crew.

The second time was when Terzo found the biker the chef had given the information to. Both the chef and the biker were now buried together in an unmarked grave. May they rest in hell for trying to ruin his angel's Valentine's Day.

Nothing would ruin this day. Not even him. So, he stopped doing shit that could make them late. Once they were both dry, he revealed the elegant dress he'd purchased for her, along with matching red lingerie, heels, and a dazzling assortment of jewelry for her to choose from, including a diamond-studded tiara.

"Enzo, it's beautiful," she gasped, her face lighting up with delight and making his heart swell with pride.

"Only the best for my queen," he replied.

He watched her slide on her lingerie, assisting her when she needed help.

"It's sheer," she mused. "Even the crotch area."

"Is it?" Enzo feigned ignorance. "I didn't notice that when I purchased it."

"Mmhmm," she hummed, not believing him, and rightfully so.

As Eve slipped into the bathroom to style her hair, Enzo donned his boxers, socks, and then his black tuxedo, adjusting the collar and cuffs until everything was just right. He could hear the soft sounds of Eve humming to herself as she got ready. He found himself smiling as he listened to her.

He wanted this forever. The thought of losing this, losing her, sometimes left him in a cold sweat. But he couldn't let those kinds of thoughts take hold of him tonight. Pushing them aside, he continued getting dressed. And when Eve stepped out of the bathroom, he helped her slip into her dress and heels.

Once they were both done getting dressed, Enzo couldn't help but be in awe of Eve's beauty. She was a vision with her figure hugged by the red dress that accentuated her curves and contrasted beautifully with her brown skin.

Enzo's breath hitched at the sight of her. The jewelry sparkled like stars against her collarbone, and her black hair cascaded over her shoulders in gentle waves. He understood why his grandfather had thought she was an angel. Perhaps she was. Enzo had felt blessed ever since she'd agreed to be his.

"Damn, Eve, you look stunning," he praised, unable to take his eyes off her.

"Thank you," she replied shyly. "You look incredibly handsome in that tux."

"Thank you, love."

Enzo offered his arm, and Eve took it. Together, they walked out of their mansion, the night air crisp and cool. He gave a subtle nod to the guards outside, who were going to follow them to the restaurant without Eve noticing. As Enzo drove them to the restaurant, he couldn't help but glance into the rearview mirror a few times.

"Is everything okay?" she asked, noticing his distraction.

"Everything's perfect," he reassured her, reaching over to squeeze her hand.

Arriving at the restaurant, Enzo parked the car, and they got out, his hand on the small of her back as he led her inside. Unbeknownst to Eve, Enzo had positioned guards discreetly around the exterior of the building. Upon entering the restaurant, they were greeted by the soft melodies of a pianist playing in the background, heard but unseen.

"Enzo, this is beautiful," she whispered, her eyes taking in the elegant decor.

"Only the best for you, tesoro," he replied, guiding her to their table.

As they arrived at their secluded spot, Enzo pulled out Eve's chair. She gracefully sat down, and he pushed the chair in gently before taking his seat across from her.

"Thank you, Enzo," she said with a warm smile, her eyes locked onto his. "All of this is so amazing. It's like a fairytale."

That was the look he was going for. Tonight, he was her prince, and she was his happily ever after.

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