Arya's POV -

Sitting on the couch while drinking some tea and reading a book was on my list today.

And that's exactly what I'm doing.

Rome had barely let me move these past few days, never letting me help clean and carrying me around everywhere.

Yesterday I tried to get him to let me go back to school, stating that I definitely had lots I needed to catch up on, but he only said 'you're not going back yet'.

So I was determined to change his mind sometime today, I missed Izzy and I really want to see her.

When I got my new phone from James I automatically went to add her number so I could call her.

She freaked out on me screaming multiple phrases like-

"Where have you been!?"

"Do you know how worried I was!?"

"You have lots of explaining to do!"

And the most important question.

"When are you coming back?"

Heck I wish I knew, I've been longing to go back believe it or not. It's been so boring here alone.

Yes I was alone. Since the mafia thing was no longer a secret, all three of the boys went to 'work'.

Who knows what they're doing.

I'm not sure what I'm going to tell Izzy. I can't really tell her the truth. As much as I hate lying, I know her reaction will be the farthest thing from good.

Rome agreed it was best to keep it a secret from her, but he gave me the decision to decide.

As I drink another sip of my tea and my eyes drift off of my book, I find it odd that I didn't freak out when I heard about the mafia.

I guess I was so focused on my parents that I didn't even think about it. But now it seems so surreal.

But I know I can trust Rome with all of my heart. I trust all three of them to never hurt me.

Everything happened so fast back then, all the feelings came rushing forward afterwards.

And now I'm just okay with everything right now.

I want to see my parents so badly to make sure they're okay, but I know better than to go alone now...

I'll need Rome with me, that's for sure. He had assigned multiple bodyguards for me that stay to the sides where I can't see them. I was fine with it since I almost died.

I considered calling my parents but I decided I wanted to talk to them in person.

Checking the date on my phone, it was November 1st today. My birthday was coming up soon on the 12th.

Rome doesn't know that. Oops, I should probably tell him once he gets back.

Standing up, I stretch my arms and legs in different angles making multiple popping sounds. Hopefully that's normal.

Since Rome wasn't here to stop me and I was bored out of my mind, I could clean.

I laugh out loud as I make my way to the kitchen to wash my cup and the remaining dishes in the sink.

Those three men left their coffee mugs this morning, so guess whose cleaning it.

I hum a tune to myself as I do so, drying them and putting them away, reaching on my tippy toes since I can barely reach.

Grabbing a sponge near the sink, I begin to clean the tables and anything else that looks like it needs it.

That lasts about 15 minutes before I'm done. Surprisingly they're all pretty clean people.

Next thing I do is the laundry, well just Rome and I's since I didn't want to go in James or Elijah's rooms.

Rome will probably be mad at me in the end, but that's okay.

Once that's done I randomly walk around the house to try and find things to clean. Eventually I decide on a few shelves near the TV, the table in front of it, the bathroom sinks, I fold some towels, and once Rome and I's clothes are done I fold those and put them away.

My cheeks heat up when I put away Rome's clothes, his masculine scent is everywhere even though they were just washed.

I'm in the middle of dusting yet another shelf I saw when I'm suddenly lifted in the air making me yelp and drop the duster I was using.

Just by the arms and tattoos I know who it is.

Rome doesn't say anything as he carries me bridal style up the stairs and to his room.

I'm dropped onto his bed and I give him an innocent smile when I look up at him.

His arms are crossed with one of his brows raised as he stares down at me with an 'are you kidding me' look.

I sheepishly glance at his muscled arms. Oh boy I'm getting a little bold.

"H-Hi," I mumble, "How was your...work?"

His head tilts slightly in that cute way he always does before he answers.

"It was good, but my question is why are you cleaning when I told you not to?"

"I got bored!" I whine and he gives me a blank stare.

"I tried not to! I was drinking tea and reading for a few hours and then I just...I wanted to clean."

He sighs and shakes his head slightly before kneeling down in front of me. His hand rests on my knee.

"Sweetheart I understand you might get bored but I just want you healthy, that means not doing anything that may be harmful."

I pout, "Cleaning isn't that harmful."

His dark eyes settle on my pouted lip before his thumb gently moves up to run across it. My eyes widen slightly at the feeling.

"So pretty," He whispers as his eyes follow his own thumb and I'm left gaping in awe.

Those gorgeous irises move up to meet mine and his hand slowly cups my jaw, his thumb brushing my cheekbone.

My heart pounds nervously in my chest as his eyes dart back down to my lips before leaning forward.

It only takes a few seconds before his lips softly touch mine and they move in sync together.

It's been so long since I've kissed him.

His lips gently move with mine, guiding me as I try to keep up the same pace as him.

Rome slowly moves me backwards as he continues to kiss me, laying me down as his body hovers on top of mine.

His other hand rests beside my head as the kiss becomes more urgent, his mouth devouring mine.

I didn't know what to do with my own hands since they were currently by my sides, so I decided to move them up to cup his strong jaw.

He groans softly into my mouth making me lightly smile. I wanna hear that sound all day.

Finally I pull away to take big breaths of air, however Rome seems to still have energy as his kisses trail down my jaw and neck.

My head tilts to the side as he presses light kisses all around the area before making his way back up, sending one more to my cheek before pulling away.

He continues to hover over me, both arms now beside my head as he stares down at me with heated eyes.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." He pants out after some moments of silence and I know my face is as red as a tomato.

He chuckles and bends down to press a kiss to my forehead before bear hugging me, his weight crushing me as he topples on top of me.

I squeal and giggle as his face goes into the crook of my neck, placing a light kiss there before squeezing me tighter.

"Cazzo, non ti lascerò mai andare." He mutters into my neck. I love his accent so much.

(Fuck, I'm never letting you go.)

I run my hands through his hair as he continues to say Italian words I don't understand. But I could listen to him all day.

"Mia bella ragazza, come stai reale?"

(My pretty girl, how are you real?)

"Teach me something in Italian!" I blurt.

He lifts his head from my neck and looks down at me before smiling and nodding.

We make our way to the pillows and get comfortable, him wrapping his arms around me once we're settled.

"Okay, what does sì mean?"

I gasp, "I know what that one is! That means yes."

"What a smart girl." He cooes and I blush wildly before looking away.

Pressing a kiss to my cheek, he asks another question. "What does silenzio mean?"

Humming, I take a few seconds to ponder over the word. Silenzio...it kind of sounds like,

"Silence?"

"Good baby," He says and I bite my lip.

"What does amore mean?"

(Love.)

"Amore..." I whisper, trying to think. I've only heard the word a few times, Rome had said it before.

Shrugging, I look back to him, "I don't know, what does it mean?"

His green eyes look down at me. So soft and tender with a strong emotion in them.

Pulling me tighter to him without responding, his hand rubs up and down my back.

"Qualcosa che non sapevo di poter provare."

(Something I never knew I could feel.)

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Finishing the last of my dinner, I push the plate aside once my stomach can't take anymore.

Rome had been watching my eating again since I had troubles with it before I was taken.

He only looked satisfied once I've eaten a large portion or the food on the plate was gone.

Rome finishes the dishes and we make our way to the couch to watch some TV. James and Elijah have been out the entire day and Rome says they won't be back tonight.

I sit next to him and he wraps his arm around my shoulder, giving it a light squeeze before turning on the TV.

"You know, my birthday is coming up." He looks at me with surprise in his eyes.

"When?"

"On the 12th."

He hums in acknowledgement.

"When's yours?"

"March 5th."

"That's not too far away."

"I suppose It's not, baby."

I try to decide if I want to ask my next question before just going with it.

"Rome?"

"Hm?"

"Can I go back to school?"

He doesn't answer so I decide to glance up at him. He looks deep in thought.

"I guess It's time you go back, you've missed a lot of days. You can go tomorrow but I'll be sending my men to watch you from afar and I'll be picking you up and bringing you everyday from now on."

Smiling wildly since I didn't think he'd say yes, I lean up and press a kiss against his cheek.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I exclaim three times before I realize what I did.

I kissed him on the cheek. He was always the one who initiated the kisses.

Blushing like a madman after seeing the heated look in his eyes, I quickly snap my eyes back to the screen.

Rome scans through the movies and a small gasp escapes my lips at the sight of the Disney movie Tangled. That's one of my favorites but I know Rome won't want to watch something like that.

But then I'm left surprised when he scrolls back to Tangled and presses it.

"Wha-"

"I heard that noise you made when I scrolled over it so we're going to watch it."

Swallowing, I open my mouth to say we don't have to watch it, but the look in his gaze dares me to say something along those lines.

Giving him a 'thank you' instead, the opening credits appear on the TV making me wiggle in excitement.

His warm chuckle meets my ears before he's pulling me closer to his side, pressing my head against his shoulder.

Halfway through the amazing movie I feel my eyelids drooping. I yawn to try and stay awake.

"Tired, hm?" Rome asks softly, brushing some hair out of my face.

I nod weakly and he turns the TV off before lifting me into his arms.

"Let's get you to bed then, okay?"

I don't say anything else as he carries me towards my room, but then my eyes snap open and I latch onto the chain around his neck.

"C-Can I stay with you tonight?"

"You don't even have to ask, darling." Bringing me to his room he places me on his bed before taking his shirt off.

I get a quick glimpse of his perfect chest and stomach before he turns off the lights and makes his way towards me.

Pulling me closer to him, his strong arms of protection wrap around me and I wiggle my way closer to him.

"Goodnight, baby." He mutters, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

I think forehead kisses are becoming my new favorite thing.

"Goodnight, Rome." I reply quietly, closing my eyes and falling asleep in minutes.