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I let out a yawn and stretched out my limbs as I blink my eyes open. Looking over at the clock I realized that it was well into the afternoon.

I then blush a deep shade of red as I recall last nights events. Enzo and I made out a couple of times then went to sleep together, but I noticed he wasn't beside me this morning.

So I stayed in the comfort of the bed for a few more minutes before dragging myself up and getting ready. I decided to stay in my current wear as I walked down the stairs to be greeted by an amazing scent of waffles.

I quickly rushed into the kitchen to find Enzo with his back facing me and him working on the waffles.

I quietly sat on one of the high chairs by the counter and just admired the beautiful specimen in front of me. He worked smoothly as he made the waffle substance and poured it into the waffle maker. Every back muscle tensed and bulged with each movement.

Holy....

"If you keep staring at me like that I won't be able to control myself amore." His deep voice sends chills down my spine.

I quickly avert my eyes elsewhere as I wait for him to plate the waffles. After a few minutes he placed my plate of waffles in front of me and I dive in.

I let out a moan, "This is amazing!" I chirp.

Enzo visibly tenses before shaking his head at me in amusement.

"Fucking whipped man." I hear Zion say from behind me.

I whip my head around with a piece of waffle still in my mouth.

Nathalia and Damon bursts out laughing once they see me chipmunking the piece of waffle because it was too big.

I turn to Enzo to see him chuckling at me and reaching over to give me a glass of water.

"Slow down amore." He says and wipes the syrup from the corner of my mouth with his thumb.

I blush from the embarassment as I quickly swallow the piece.

"I can't believe you made her food and not me." Damon scoffs as he goes over to the fridge to take out some bacon and eggs.

"You just ostracized all of us." Nathalia adds as she gets to work on cooking.

I smile as I look at Zion and Nathalia bicker with each other before Zion wraps his arm around her waist.

My eyes widen and look over at Enzo who seemed to be glaring at Zion's arm.

I jump off my chair and make my way over to Enzo.

"He won't hurt her." I whisper so only he could hear.

His eyes divert to me as he stares intensely at me before caving in and nodding.

He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me to his chest before dipping his head into the crook of my neck.

"Why do you smell so good?" He murmurs.

Goosebumps form on the skin of my neck as his hot breath fans against it.

"I steal your soaps." I say innocently as I continue to admire my friends.

He hums in response before nipping at my neck.

that tickles hehe

"C'mon let's get your cute ass dressed for the day." He says as he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.

I squeal in response as everyone else starts to laugh at my attempts at smacking Enzo's muscular back only for him to smack my butt in response.

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"Screw fashion, you need something comfortable while on this 9 hour flight." Nathalia sighs as she digs through my side of the closet.

Enzo had brought up the idea of living in one of the apartment complex he owns near the mansion, but I turned it down since I'm here all the time anyway. So now Enzo and I share a room which means we share the closet too.

I was letting Nathalia pick out my outfit for today's flight to Italy for this Mafia ball event.

"This one!" She yells excitedly as she shoves the outfit into my hands.

"Go change!" She yells again as she ushers me towards the bathroom.

It was a matching set of a white fluff crop top, shorts, and a large cardigan to top it off.

So comfy

"You look so adorable!" Nathalia gasps as she gives me a hug.

I thank her and tell her she looks just as cute. Nathalia had the same pair except hers was black.

We walked down the stairs with our arms linked together by the elbows.

"Principessa, you look gorgeous." Zion says as he stands at the bottom of the stairs with his mouth parted as he admires Nathalia.

"You still have to tell me about the two of you." I nudge Nathalia as she nods at me but not before rolling her eyes.

I hop down the last two stairs to come face to face with Enzo's chest. He immediately wraps his large tatted arms around my waist and pulling me into a hug.

"Prezioso." He murmurs into my ear

I smile up at him in response. He was looking incredibly amazing as well. He had a turtleneck paired with black sleek pants which had a belt along with a thin black jacket.

"Let's go!" Lance shouts excitedly as he drags Damon behind him.

We all file into our designated cars and arrived at the private jet that Enzo had. I gaped at the beauty in front of me.

Enzo dragged me along as I continued to admire the white jet in front of me. It was huge.

I quickly ran into the jet and took in how much bigger it is from how it looked from the outside.

"There's even bedrooms in this thing." Damon says from beside me.

My mouth dropped open as I looked at him in astonishment.

"Close your mouth babe before you catch flies." He replies as he sends me a wink and follows Lance to the back of the jet.

Enzo and I went to the front of the jet to enter our room for the flight.

"Do you like it here?" Enzo asks as he set our bags down.

I nod, "I love it!"

He chuckles at my excitement before bringing me back out into the main room of the jet. Everyone was already situated in their seats and we buckled in.

I clutch onto Enzo's hands tightly as the jet begins to ascend into the air. I've never liked being too high up in the air. I'm not incredibly afraid of heights but I never felt completely safe in the air for too long. I hated turbulences, they always made me panic and think I was going to die.

Enzo squeezes my hand back as he told me to close my eyes until we were completely in the air.

Once we were settled in the air, Damon ushers us to get out of our seats and gather on the rug in the middle.

I sit criss-crossed on the rug with Enzo to my right.

"What are we doing?" Nathalia asks as Damon comes back with an empty bottle.

"We're gonna play truth or dare but with a bottle to pick." Damon explains as he places the empty bottle in the middle.

"Seriously? Are we still in highschool?" Zion asks as he twirls a strand of Nathalia's hair.

"Yes we very much are sir." Damon sneers at Zion before spinning the bottle.

It lands directly on Nathalia.

"Nathalia, truth or dare?" Damon asks with a smirk.

"Hm, dare." She responds.

"I dare you to speak in baby language for the next two rounds."

Nathalia rolls her eyes before saying "Goo"

I bite back a laugh as everyone around her looks at her with weird expressions.

Nathalia then spins the bottle and it lands on Lance.

"Dare."

"I dare you to tie your hair into pigtails for the rest of the game."

Lance parts his hair and ties them into pigtails. All of us burst out laughing at how ridiculously adorable he looked.

"Awh my baby is just so cute!" Damon gushed as he pinched Lance's cheeks.

Lance rolled his eyes with a bright pink tint forming across his cheeks and nose.

Lance spins the bottle and it lands on me.

"Dare."

"I dare you to sit on Enzo's lap for the next two rounds."

My eyes widen at the dare and glance over at Enzo who is now smirking at me. He opens his arms as he stretches out his legs in front of him signllaing for me to sit on his lap.

I shyly go over to him as he pulls me onto his lap. His arms encase around me as he buries his head into the crook of my neck.

"Okay chill lovebirds." Damon sighs.

I couldn't focus on the rest of the game as Enzo's breath kept tickling my neck and behind my ear.

This man is driving me insane.

The game goes on for a couple more rounds until we all get bored of it and change the game a couple of times. With every game we all got a little more tipsy as we started to talk gibberish at this point and slur all our sentences. The only people who weren't too knocked up were Enzo and Zion.

I swayed my hips and giggled to the music feeling distant from my own mind. This was the first time I drank any form of alcohol and I came to find out that I do not have a very high tolerance to it.

"Amore." Enzo says from behind me as he keeps his arms around me to keep me from falling.

"Amoreyyyyy!" I yell as I turn around and tackle him.

He almost falls over from the sudden tackle before catching himself and settling his hands on the back of my thighs.

"Wow!" I exclaim as I squeeze his muscular arms.

He lets out a breathy chuckle before walking us towards the front of the jet.

I whine and swing my legs, "But Enzy, we still have to get through this song. It's my favorite and it just came on!" I say as I slump against his chest.

"Enzy?" He asks as he raises an eyebrow at me.

I nod, "Your nickname, it's cute just like you." I poke his chest.

He scoffs, "I am not fucking cute."

I roll my eyes at him before he helps me into the bathroom and brushes my teeth for me. As he was brushing my teeth I clamped my mouth shut to troll him.

He frowns at me before asking me to open up.

I shake my head no in response and snicker.

"No huh?" He says with an evil smirk.

"Nope." I say, popping the 'p'.

He shrugs and smacks my bottom.

"Owieeee." I whine as I rub the wounded area.

He takes that to his advantage and pulls my chin down again to continue brushing my teeth.

I continue to hum and giggle while swinging my legs as Enzo picks me back up again and lays me in bed.

He takes off my fluffy cardigan and pauses as his eyes roam around my bare arms, legs, and stomach.

"Take a picture." I smirk at him.

He grins at me before reaching into his pocket, taking his phone out, and snapping a picture of me.

He then pulled the covers over me as he takes off his shirt and climbing in beside me.

"Enzy, knock knock."

"Who's there?"

"Daisy."

"Daisy, who?"

"Daisy me rollin, they hatin'!" I sing loudly.

I hear Enzo chuckle softly from beside me in the darkness as he drapes an arm around my waist.

"Knock knock."

"Who's there?"

"Europe."

"Europe who?"

"No, you're a poo!" I roll over onto my side as I let out a set of laughter as Enzo shakes his head.

"Spell IP"

"I P"

"EW YOU PEED?" I yell as I snicker from beside him.

I snuggle closer to him as I feel myself getting tired.

"You know amore," He hums in response, "If I don't make out with this mafia life. Make me a comedian." I say confidently.

"Maybe." He replies as he kisses my temple.

Enzo continues to pepper my face with soft kisses and keeping me warm in his embrace. I slowly feel my eyelids droop and welcome the darkness.

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