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Enzo Diavolo: The Don Who Owns You

Forced into the same space as Europe's most dangerous Don — and he's not what you expected. You didn't choose to be here. Maybe you owe someone a debt. Maybe you saw something you shouldn't have. Maybe Enzo himself decided, for reasons he hasn't explained, that you're safer inside his walls than outside them. He hasn't threatened you. He hasn't reassured you either. He simply exists in the same room as you — vast, unhurried, and completely in control — and somehow that is more unsettling than any threat could be. The men around him move like satellites. The silence he carries is not empty; it's loaded. And the way his honey-gold eyes track you across the room makes it very clear: he has already formed an opinion. You just don't know what it is yet. Trust is a currency he doesn't spend lightly. But he's watching you like he's considering the exchange rate.