The only thing to do with good advice is to pass it on. It is never of any use to oneself.

Oscar Wilde

Enzo Fiorenza's POV

Enough is enough.

I thought silently, as I march down the hallway on the second floor determined to fine Leila in this ridiculously huge house. I need to get away from here for once. I have enough of their shenanigans this past few days and few more hours in the company of my relatives would surely drive me crazy even more.

I want to get away from this place and seek the company of my best friend, Rafe. I don't care if he was busy working I will invade his office if necessary. I want to seek the company of people who understands me.

I knew that she spends her afternoon with Laila in the library for tea. I just hope that Cesare was not with them since he would surely have something to say about my sudden trip to town. That old man took my car keys and refuse to give them to me.

I need to borrow Leila's car since Laila doesn't own one she just using Cesare's cars along with his chauffer when she goes out. She doesn't even know how to drive.

I suddenly open the door in the library without even knocking and was already prepared to have the usual argument with Leila as she started accusing me of being uncultured swine and rude to their guest. That was when I happened to see the woman with them.

My eyes widened at the recognition. I was half afraid to blink away because she might vanish once I do that. I didn't mean to sound rude at her it's just it caught me off-guard that she's here after our bitter goodbye.

Part of me still doesn't want to believe that she's here. Hell, I even mistook Rafe's wife to be her when I realized that I was missing her so badly that there's no getting over my fixation with her anytime soon.

Well, it doesn't matter now. She's here in Ragusa and that's all that matters.

"What now?" She asked coldly once we were alone in the library. When my cousins finally leave us to ourselves.

"What are you doing here, Willow?" I asked when I finally recovers from my shock.

She gave me a bright smile. That kind of smile that I haven't seen on her face after that fateful night. "I came here to get closure."

Closure, she says.

Suddenly, I felt an unexpected blow in my chest at her words. I should have expected that since I've been an ass and didn't tell her right away that I regain my memories back. But I never expected that she would come here just to have her closure.

The mere fact she went here just to end everything between us made me want to do something violent. Like hell I will let her go now, she's here I just comprehend seeing her now that as far as I am concern whatever we have between us is far from over.

I might turn her away at the ranch after that fateful night thinking she deserves better than me but I recognize my mistake now. I don't care if there's a better man for her but I will not let that man have her.

As far as I am concern, Willow Kinsella will not get the closure she's seeking for her trip here. I would make sure of it.

"No." I heard myself saying, looking at her clear blue gaze.

"No?" She repeated questioningly. "What do you mean no?"

I took a step even further as I started to crowd her space on the sofa. "What it means is that...I will not let you have your closure."

"What?! Are you kidding me?" She speedily stood from her seat while glaring at me insolently. Those blue eyes were busy sending hateful glare in my direction. Oh, how I want to replace those glares from the passionate looks if I could just listen to the devil inside me. "Are you playing games with me?"

I smiled sanguinely in her direction, carefully taking a step forward towards her. "I am not playing games with you, Willow."

"Well good to know since I don't have time to play with you." She still throwing an acid glare at me. "If I'll have this closure from you then I can move on with my life—my old life—that is."

There was something about her words that made me furious for unknown reasons. I thought she came all the way  here because she wants to see me. Why she's so dead set insisting on this closure between us when it was clear as the daylight that we still have this lethal attraction with each other.

"Why are you here, Willow?" I asked in a dangerously low voice. Right now, I am just preventing myself from burying my face in the hollow of her neck and inhale her signature flowery scent and let myself lost in that sensation. "What brings you here in Ragusa? A four thousand nine hundred fifteen miles from home."

"Your uncle invited me to your party." She muttered softly, my hands itch to touch her face and demand to look at me. But I held myself in check because I knew once I got to touch her that would be my undoing. "He said, he wants to personally thank me for saving you that I should be here to celebrate that day with the Fiorenzas."

"That's your only reason for coming here?" I inquired perilously. My gaze was focus on her teeth that were softly biting her lower lip. How I want to do just that exactly only if she would let me.

"Yes."

I took one more step until I was standing toe-to-toe with her. I could almost smell her signature scent. "What about your closure?"

She looked at me for a moment before avoiding my gaze again. "Yes, that one too."

"After that, you will go back to your hometown and move on with your life and probably save another stranger in the forest and nurse him back to health?"

"Probably."

My stomach clenched. I was just jesting her but the mere thought of her saving another wounded man in the forest letting him stay in her house do thing with him...I felt my fist balled tightly at the thought of them. I already killed every man before they could even think of kissing Willow Kinsella. I would not waste my skills in the special force for nothing.

I sneaked my arm around her waist and drew her closer to me until nothing separate us. I hid my smile when I saw how it quicken her breath. As I thought she's not as immune as she thought about this attraction we have for each other. "As if, I will let that happened, my beautiful belle."

I was about to dip my head to claim the mouth I longed for when she instantly put distance between us pushing me away. "I am not playing your games anymore, Enzo. One mistake is enough for me."

"Willow..."

"I am not the usual women you are associated yourself with in the past." She stated with such coldness in her voice. "If you make advances on me again I promise I will not hesitate to shoot you. I'm good at guns remember?"

"Did you bring your gun?"

"Why will I tell you if I did?" She retorted back sarcastically.

I couldn't help but be amused by the steel determination she has. I was completely aware that she's way different from the women who were linked with me before. Because those women never made me desire them more than I want this woman in front of me. I would gladly choose her over my next breath.

I knew that I hurt her in the past and I sorely regret it now. Since I realized that I couldn't live like this missing her so badly. I might as well take the risk to be with her even if the thought scared the hell out of me. For now, I will let her think I am not a danger to her heart and let her think she can have the closure she seeks as I bid my time.

"Very well," I found myself saying, picking up the discarded car key on the floor. "I will not make advances on you since you are my dear old uncle's very important guest." I winked at her before heading to the doorway. "Nice to see you again, my lady."

Just when I was about to leave Laila came back probably to check on us. I didn't say anything as I pass her but I saw the curious look on her face as she went inside to check on Willow.

I forced myself to walk away for now. But there's no way in hell that I would let her return to North Carolina without her mind and thoughts filled with nothing but my memories. Our memories, to be exact.

I went to the garage and ride Leila's convertible and drive off the house to seek Rafe's company. I don't care if he's really busy at the moment I will bother him with his work if necessary.

Being in the same house for more than a week with my family it's time for me to have sane company for once. I drove to his office in town and after half an hour or so on the road, I finally made it to his office building.

"Well, long time no see." He supplied with a slight smirk when he saw me barge in his office. He acted as if he was expecting me all day. "I can say that you look fine for a man who is currently under house arrest."

"You knew?"

The smirked in his face widened. "Si. My wife told me. She went to visit your cousins and they have afternoon chitchat, that's why."

"You mean, afternoon gossip about me?" I asked dryly, feeling slightly irritated at the thought while taking one of the chairs across his table.

"Yep. That's not the only thing that Coco tells me about you." Rafe's brown eyes lit with amusement. "I also heard that Cesare put you on the marriage market, how much of it is true? I mean, that's the whole reason for this coming party in Palazzo di Fiorenza, isn't it?"

I grimaced in his direction. I slightly regret my decision to come here if I just had known that Rafe would roast me like this. "Don't tell me everyone in the whole island of Sicily knew about this imminent event?"

Rafe's eyes held amusement in their depth. "From what I knew every single ladies in the society are invited. You know, my godfather is hoping someone might catch your attention at the festivity. Coco and I already receive our invites for the party expect us to be there."

"I thought you are my best friend?" I demanded him hotly, giving him a betrayed look. "Why do I feel that you are now siding with them over me?"

He held up his hands midway from his seat. "I am always on your side, Enzo. But if your lovely cousin who also happens to be a devil incarnate, oversee the invitation at the party. If she has the control over whoever should attend the said festivity and invite the certain group of people residing in Rome then game over for you."

I cocked my head to the side, frowning at him. "What do you mean by that? Why are you being cryptic today? What do you mean game over for me? And you are these people you are talking about?"

"It means that..." Rafe trailed off his words and gave a self-mocking smile. "...if a certain cynical, crazy, and over-dramatic man finds you at the party and sees you being jealous he will sign your name in his club."

My eyebrows furrowed. "As if I will do such idiotic thing." I eyed him dryly. "Don't tell me you joined his club? That's why you are giving me this advice."

Rafe grinned. "Yeah, he forces me to join. I believe you are one step closer to joining the club since rumor has it that you are quite fascinated with a certain southern woman. Is she going to attend this party?"

"Since when did my life becomes an open book for everyone?" I asked in annoyance, remembering that certain southern woman who was giving me acid looks nonstop since she arrive.

"Since you are the last one who isn't married yet."

"What the hell..."