Chapter 167

ISABELLA’S P.O.V. Enzo was home. It didn’t settle in my head the day it happened and even a week later, sometimes I was still shocked to wake up and find him in bed with me. I never realized just how terrifying him being in jail had been until he came home. I still wasn’t able to talk about it no matter how often he tried to ask. I skated around the subject under the guise of being upset with him for hiding Carmen and Dante’s involvement. I walked into our bedroom after a long as fuck day only to find him waiting by the balcony with an outstretched hand. My brows furrowed in confusion but before I could ask, he held up a hand to his lips and beckoned me closer. I slowly made my way over to him and he pulled me into the chair with him. There were more than enough chairs for both pf us but I didn’t protest to being in his lap. His large, warm hand settled on my stomach and I tried and failed to hide my smile. He was always touching me in one way or the other. He handed me a cup of ho