SWNOVELS Marchetti’s Obsession Chapter 1
For a human being, fifty years is a lifetime, they give themselves all the luxuries they can afford, they fall in love, they reproduce and then they die, because it is the law of their nature, however, time for a supernatural being is nothing and even less so when he has everything.
His sombre face, his beard trimmed to perfection, the hair on his head shaved and a pair of sunglasses covering his emotionless eyes, is what the people who walk along the streets of Venice receive when they see this man in a navy blue suit and a height of one metre ninety.
Many women stop to look at him, thinking he is some Italian model, but they are not lucky enough to catch his eye. Enzo
Marchetti has not the slightest interest in hormonal humans and curses the traffic jam that runs along the street leading
the company he manages.
The meeting is so important that he had to get out of the car and set off on foot, otherwise he would be late. This project very important and there is also the detail that he doesn't want to look irresponsible, especially in front of men who are twenty years his senior and think Enzo is a youngster who inherited his father's industry.
The man in a suit's concentration is on moving through the people walking on the pavement, while, on the other hand, he doesn't notice a young woman with an ice cream walking straight towards him. She does not manage to dodge her in tim and collides with his body because they were both distracted, she immediately recoils from the impact against the burly italian and her eyes go to the ice cream stain she has left on the man's expensive clothes.
-oh my God, 'm so sorry!
Guarda dove stai andando! (Look where you're going!)" he shouts in his hoarse voice as his brow furrows at the sight of the stain and then he brings his gaze to the woman in front of him.
For a moment Enzo thought he was in front of a ghost, perhaps in a stupid dream; however, the voice in his earpiece brin him back to reality.
-Signor Marchetti, c'é qualcosa che non va?” asks his secretary.
Ho bisogno di un cambio di vestiti (I need a change of clothes)” he says.
-sir, excuse me," the girl apologises, while her face turns red with embarrassment, as she sees him quite angry and doesn understand anything.
She is very angry and doesn't understand what he is saying.
-Akor, follow her and investigate her di lei (Akor, follow her and investigate her)," his order is clear to his bodyguard acros the street, who is a lion.
Yes, alpha,” he replies through the pride liaison.
Enzo doesn’t take his eyes off the woman, however, he doesn't have time to just stand there, so he walks past her and continues on his way to the company, Mia breathes calmly when the man decides to pass her and her mother manages tc catch up.
Mia, I told you not to walk so far away,” he scolds her.
Ym sorry, where's Ashley? -he asks.
“Waiting at the ice cream parlour,” they walk to the ice cream parlour and Mia takes a seat next to her best friend. Stay here, I'll go to the shop in front," the girls nod.
-0h God! -Mia lets go, covering her face, which catches Ashley's attention.
“Why are you upset and your blouse is stained? -she asks.
1 just had the biggest embarrassment of all’ she says, “I ran into the body of a huge Italian guy and for a moment I thought it was a wall until I heard him yelling something at me that I didn't understand,” her friend raises her eyebrows. - was very embarrassing, his suit was quite expensive, hopefully he didn't make a fuss about me paying him," she adds. “Was he handsome? -Mia lets out a snort.
With the fear he provoked in me, I didn't notice his face, nor did I have eyes except for the stain I left on his clothes,” she says.
Fear?
Her voice was so hard and icy, it gave me a horrible terror, she says, Ashley doesn't ask any more questions about it anc when Mia's mother returns, they go to the hotel while the young woman with white skin and dark brown hair has a strang feeling that someone is watching her.
Arriving in Italy was a fluke, finding herself part of destiny, but falling into the clutches of the mafioso was a calculated strategy.