Arya's POV -

When my alarm went off on Tuesday morning I had no desire to go to school but I already skipped a day.

Plus exams were coming up soon and I had to start studying at some point.

Groaning, I shuffled around in the bed only for arms around my waist to tighten.

Rome's heavy scent invaded my nose and I smiled to myself, basking in his warmth.

His warm breath tickled my skin as I turned in his arms, glancing down at his naked chest filled with tattoos.

My eyes then traced over his face filled with absolutely zero flaws.

After helplessly staring for a good 5 minutes I decided I should probably get ready for school.

Turning over again to get out of the covers, I then realized Rome's large arms were preventing me from getting up.

Wiggling for a few seconds I then tried to pry his arms off of me which did nothing to help.

How can he have such a good grip while asleep?

Trying again, I push and pull at his arm to try and escape but a warm chuckle makes my ears turn pink. Well I guess I woke him up.

"Going somewhere?" His husky morning voice quietly asks against me and I shiver.

"School," I murmur back and he hums.

"Are you sure you want to go today?" He asks and I nod but then realize his eyes are most likely still shut.

"Yeah, I wanna go. I already missed a day and exams are coming up soon. But then I'm on break for a few weeks." I respond and his arms squeeze me in a hug before they release their hold.

Sitting up in bed, I rub my eyes to clear my gaze and then squint at my phone that just now lit up with a notification.

Seeing a text from Izzy I frown just a bit and then open the text.

Izzy: I'm not gonna make it to school today but hopefully tomorrow! Thank god I'm not in that hospital anymore.

I decide to reply with 'okay' and then get up for school. I walk slowly to the bathroom to wash my face and clean up.

When I return back to the room a white hoodie gets thrown at my face covered with Rome's cologne.

"Wear that, It's cold today." Rome says simply from the bed. Apparently he got up to grab the hoodie at some point.

Not having anything against wearing Rome's hoodie, I turn and take off my shirt, sliding the large hoodie over my head.

Rummaging through the drawers for a pair of leggings, I go back to the bathroom and brush through my crazy curls.

Throwing my hair into a high ponytail I catch sight of Rome putting on a shirt as I walk out of the room and to the stairs.

It's silent as I go down so either Elijah and James aren't here or they're still sleeping. It is early so I wouldn't be surprised if they were asleep.

Finding the kitchen I quickly grab a bowl of cereal and munch on it in silence.

5 minutes pass and I hear footsteps approaching from the other room.

Rome enters looking more awake than ever while I still appeared to be exhausted.

He gave me a peck on the forehead as he passed and rummaged through the fridge, most likely looking for ingredients to make something.

Pulling out different vegetables and meats, I curiously watch as he goes to grab some bread and utensils.

He's eating a sandwich for breakfast?

Continuing to watch as he makes a pretty large sandwich, he grabs a plastic bag in a drawer and puts the sandwich inside.

"Are you packing it for later?" I question and he flits his eyes up to me briefly before shaking his head.

"It's for you."

"Oh." I reply dumbfounded, forgetting he likes to make my lunch for some reason. But I loved when he did.

"I love you." I blurt out to him and he raises his eyebrows but doesn't hesitate to give me a pretty smile.

"I love you more." He says back and my heart flutters.

I finish my cereal right as he finishes putting together my lunch, placing it inside of my backpack.

"Thank you," I say and he leans down to press his lips against mine.

"Is Izzy going today?" He says with mild disgust and I know he's no longer a fan of her after what she did.

To be completely honest I'm not sure how I feel.

"No, I'm not sure when she's coming back."

"Si spera mai." He shakes his head, his black hair falling over his forehead.

(Hopefully never.)

Turning to face him Rome grips my right hand, looking down at the silver ring planted on my finger.

His thumb gently touches the material and his green eyes meet mine.

"I want to take you somewhere if you're up to it." He says and I look at him with confusion.

"Take me somewhere? Where?"

"Over break," He ignores my question.

"Over your Christmas break I want to take you away from here. On a vacation."

"A vacation?" I smile and my eyes light up. He smirks at my expression.

"Sì, I want to take you to Italy."

Hold up.

Italy???

He wants to go to Italy?

"One of my cousins that I've been wanting to see for a while lives out there. We'd stay at a hotel since I want you all to my fucking self, but It's up to you. If you don't want to go-"

I interrupt him by throwing my body against his chest. He lets out a little noise of surprise but doesn't hesitate to hold me.

"Is that a yes then?" He asks with a small smile on his gorgeous face.

"Yes! I would love to go to Italy! I've always wanted to!"

"I know, you told me a long time ago."

"You remember that?" I ask with eyes as wide as saucers, disbelief present in my tone.

*Flashback*

"Only pictures of actual Rome, and that's when I realized you have the same name as a place!"

I saw his body visibly relax, his hands unclenching and flexing.

"Yes, I do have the same name as it, have you ever been to Rome?"

"No, but I've actually always thought about going! To Italy, it would be so fun!"

He looked at me for a few moments before muttering, "Immagino che un giorno dovrò portarti con te."

(I guess I'll have to take you some day.)

*End of Flashback*

Now it makes sense why he seemed tense back then. He didn't want me finding out about him being in the mafia. Everything just clicks together now.

"You really remember all that?" I ask softly to which he nods, his own gentle look in his eye.

How did I ever get so lucky to be with him?

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I couldn't stop smiling throughout my day at school. Rome and I are going to Italy for Christmas break!

As Rome drove me to school I quickly called mama and papa, telling them about my plans for break.

Surprisingly they agreed as long as I called them every day. That might not happen because I tend to be forgetful...but I'll try.

They want to meet up for lunch this weekend so of course I agreed. It's been a little bit of time since I've seen them.

My smile soon faded from my face when I entered my last class of the day.

Math.

The only class that I'm struggling in. I can never get the concept right.

Sitting down at my desk I placed my hand under my chin, leaning on my elbow.

"Alright students," Says my professor, raising his glasses on his nose.

"You don't have much time left until exams and we're getting closer to December. Next week you will receive your practice exams that you can work on and study before finals. Of course you won't get them during the final." He explains, looking over all of us with a blank expression on his face.

After a bit more 'teaching' we get an assignment that's due at the end of the period. Luckily for me it doesn't look like anything too hard compared to what we've worked on this year.

30 minutes into working I've got 15 problems done out of 20. However my attention soon slides over to one of the students sitting next to me.

The girl gives me a tap on the shoulder and I look at her questionably.

"Do you know how to do this problem?" She gestures to the question I was just previously on.

"Oh! Yes I do, let me show you." I scoot a little closer to her and begin to explain the concept.

She tries out an example problem after I show her how to do it and she gets it correct.

"That's right." I nod giving her a smile and she sighs in relief.

"This professor needs to cool off with the math problems, we're not even in college yet." She wipes fake sweat off her forehead and I laugh, agreeing with her.

"You're Arya, right?" She asks and I'm a little shocked that she knows my name.

"Uh yeah, you know who I am?"

"Well we are in a class together." She says with a playful smile and I shrink down in embarrassment.

"Anyways, my name is Cassidy. I'm not sure why we've never talked but you're cool. We should hang out sometime."

Cassidy is a pretty girl. With bright hazel eyes and long straight black hair.

"S-Sure." I stutter with obvious shock in my tone but she must choose to ignore it, packing up once the bell rings.

"Let me give you my number." Nodding I hand her my phone and she quickly types it in.

"See you around Arya!" She turns and walks out of the class with a small skip in her step while I'm still stuck in place.

Have I made a new friend?

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Rome picks me up after school and I beg him to take me to the café since I couldn't go yesterday.

After some more begging and a promise of multiple kisses he agreed, taking a turn towards the direction of my favorite place.

"I met a new girl in math today." I tell him and he tilts his head in that cute way.

"Really? Who?"

"Her name's Cassidy. She needed help with a problem and afterwards we exchanged numbers."

"That's good to hear sweetheart. Non hai bisogno di Izzy, cazzo."

(You don't fucking need Izzy.)

"I still can't believe we're going to Italy." I say and he chuckles.

"Well believe it baby, you're gonna love it there."

"I know, I'm so excited."

Getting to the café didn't take long. Neither was getting our drinks and finding our same spot every time.

Halfway into inhaling my drink, my phone vibrates in my pocket and I reach back to grab it.

"Izzy," I whisper and Rome's once content face turns unhappy.

"What'd she say?" He questions and I check the text.

Izzy: I'll be back at school tomorrow! I can't wait to see you.

"She said she's coming back to school tomorrow." I tell him and he grunts, shifting in his chair.

"And that she can't wait to see me." I finish and he quickly rolls his eyes but I catch it.

"How are you feeling about that?" He asks, taking a sip of his coffee.

Playing with my hands, I twirl the silver ring he got me around my finger.

"I-I think her and I need to have a talk. Maybe I need to put a little distance between us."

"You think so?" His green eyes meet mine and I nod.

"Yeah, just a little bit of space for now." I feel bad about putting distance but I feel like It's needed.

"What do you think I should do?" I ask Rome and he ponders over my question, placing his coffee down.

"It's up to you darling. I don't know her as well as you do since you've been friends for a long time. Do what you think is best. Penso che lo spazio sia una grande idea."

(I think space is a great idea.)

Chewing on my lip, I quickly type out a text and press send before I can think about it more.

Me: That's great Izzy. I'd also like to talk about something too.

Izzy: What is it?

Me: It'd be better to say it in person.

Izzy: Okay! We can talk tomorrow then.

Me: Alright, see you then.

Placing my phone down I reach for the cookie Rome thought I'd want even though I tried to deny it. But who can truly say no to cookies?

"We're gonna talk tomorrow." I say once I see the curious expression in his gaze.

He nods slowly and stands, gesturing for me to as well once I've finished my snack.

Walking back to Rome's car, he opens the door for me and once I'm seated heads to the drivers side.

"I think you owe me a few kisses." Rome tells me once he's inside, giving me a smirk.

With my cheeks reddening I lean over and press two kisses to his cheek. His face turns into a playful scowl and I can't help but laugh.

"On the lips," He demands and I tug my lip between my teeth before leaning over and pecking his lips. I don't get time to react as he lifts me from my seat and places me on his lap.

His lips smash against mine with determination and I'm left panting when he pulls away.

He presses kisses to my neck and I shift on his lap. He lets out a small groan, gripping my hips tightly with his ringed hands.

Wiggling again on his lap his groan turns louder and he looks at me dangerously.

"Don't do that," He grits out and my eyes widen.

"Do what?" I ask with pure innocence and his green pupils darken.

"Do this," He hisses, rocking my hips against him harder and I gasp at the feeling.

Something down there presses against me and I reach my hand down lower but Rome grips onto it.

"Naughty girl, what do you think you're doing?" He asks and I swallow.

"I-I was just curious." I admit and he rolls his tongue against his cheek, giving me the smallest of nods.

"You're curious about my cock, hm? Do you want to see it?"