My eyes slowly open and I'm surrounded by nothing but darkness. If I didn't know any better then I would think someone finally got to me and put a bullet through my skull, sending me to the deepest and darkest depths of the underworld, where I belong.

One thing I didn't think would happen last night was Nyx kicking me out of her apartment. She seemed to be angry with my behaviour and acted upon her feelings.

I don't like being pushed around by people but I guess Nyx is my only exception. I didn't mean to make her angry and I didn't think she would get so angry by what I was doing.

Nicola crossed the line by calling her by her name and I had to put him back in his lane.

The plan was to wait outside the apartment until she decided to let me back in. Falling asleep next to her door wasn't planned and her finding me there like that was kind of embarassing.

When she said no to sleeping next to me, it irked me for a while because I wanted her close to me in that moment. I get that I'm just some guy she just met but I just want her to know that I'm here to stay with her.

I sit up on the bed and feel around my pockets for my phone. I pull it out of my suit pocket and press the power button on the side of the phone. The screen lights up and I squint due to the brightness.

The time reads eight o'clock in the morning, a very late hour for me to wake up at.

There's mutiple missed calls from my annoying consigliere who told me that chasing after a girl like Nyx is a bad idea, mostly because she's darker than everyone in my family.

She's beautiful in my eyes and I don't care about her dark skin tone.

My mother, brothers – Riccardo included – and Marco also called, probably worried on why I didn't come back home from work last night. I didn't tell any of my family members that I'm coming to see Nyx.

Only my brothers know about Nyx but I want to break the news to my family soon. I know I'm not even in a relationship with this girl but I want her to meet my family. I know they will love her and she will love them.

I get up from the bed and blindly walk through the dark room in search of the door.

Nyx might be awake and that would be a amazing because then I can make her breakfast and talk to her about meeting my family, and if she isn't awake then I'll wait till she wakes up.

I pull the door back and the smell of food immediately attacks my nose. The sounds of pots and pans clanking echo through the small apartment and I smile as I walk down the short hallway.

Her place is really beautiful and I think she did this all herself. The soft tones of white pop against the darker shades of grey. My favourite piece in this entire place has to be the wooden plack in the living room. The plack has six different car company's logos on its surface.

The Lamborghini logo is among the others and that's how I figured out to get her the Urus. I'd love to have her add her touch to my house. Honestly, I'd just love to have her living with me.

It would just feel complete to go back home knowing I'm going to find her sitting in the living room or cooking dinner for the both of us, or maybe when I'm lucky enough, I come back home to find her in the shower.

Keeping her by my side for as long as I breathe is the plan. I just hope she also wants to stay with me for the rest of our lives.

I know I sound like a total simp, and maybe I am, but this girl will be mine for the rest of my life. She will take my surname as hers when I marry her. She will bear my children and help me raise them to our best ability.

She will be the woman who throws pots and pans at my head when I make her angry for forgetting our anniversary. She will be the woman I make love to every night to just show her how much I missed her after a day of work.

She will be the woman I will fuck senseless on every damn surface in our house for being a brat. We'll even have sloppy make up sex after arguments over simple things or big problems.

Nyx will be my queen and she will sit besides me on her own throne as we rule the underworld together.

I walk into the kitchen and my smile falls when I see Angelo and Nicola sitting on the island stools. I stand at the corner of the hallway and watch them with a glare. They seem to be eating breakfast and this upsets me more than what happened last night.

They were assigned to protect her, not to become all buddy-buddy with my woman.

"What time does Vincenzo usually wake up?" Nyx asks as she turns to the sink with a few dirty dishes. Her small athletic body has dips and curves in all the right places.

Her small pyjama bottoms show off her small but full ass perfectly and expose her long, toned legs.

The stringy sleeves of her tiny top keep slipping down her shoulders, adding a bit of an erotic feeling to everything as she pulls them back up her shoulders .

Her extremely long black hair is tied up in a puffy ponytail behind her head and she has a solid, baby blue, satin head wrap protecting the rest of her curls.

"Don is usually up at this time. He's mostly at work so it's unusual he isn't up," Angelo shrugs as he takes the final bite of his waffles.

She hums in response as she washes the dishes. The room stays quiet for a few minutes and I stand by the corner a bit longer.

"I'm going to wake him up, he needs to eat," she says as she puts the plate she just cleaned on the dish rack. I nervously swallow and walk into the kitchen to make it seem like I wasn't just eavesdropping.

Nyx turns around with a red and white dish cloth in her wet hands. "Oh, you are awake," she says as her eyes meet mine. She looks down at her hands with a smile as she wipes them dry.

She lifts her head from her now dry hands and her smile widens. "Sit down, I made you breakfast," she indicates to the plate stacked with golden brown pancakes, a generous helping of crispy bacon and well cooked eggs.

I thankfully smile at her and walk to the other end of the island where my plate of food is. Angelo and Nicola excuse themselves from breakfast when they notice my glare.

Nyx tries to call them back but they are already down the hallway and out of the apartment, standing outside the door where they were supposed to be in the first place.

She smiles at me as she watches me cut through the stack of pancakes. I put the fluffy pancakes in my mouth and smile just a little. "This is good," I mumble through my chewing. I take another bite of the delicious pancakes while sitting down on the stool behind me.

"I thought you wouldn't like it," she shyly admits while rubbing the side of her arm.

"Well, I do," I say while eating some of the well seasoned eggs. "Did you eat yet?" I ask while pointing my fork at her playfully and she slowly shakes her head. "Come, let's eat."

"No, it's–"

"I wasn't asking Nyx," I interrupt her in a stern tone and she sighs before nodding. She walks over to my side of the island and sits down next to me.

"I forgot to get a fork," she giggles as she tries to get up but I quickly wrap my arm around her tiny waist and keep her on the stool. "I need a fork Vincenzo," she says while looking down at my arm.

"I have one right here." I lift up my fork and smile at her. I stab the fluffy pancake pieces in my plate and lift the fork to her lips.

"Now you are going to feed me?" She giggles while leaning back.

"Yes, now open up," I say while bringing the fork closer to her thick lips. She slowly opens her mouth and leans forward. She takes the pancakes into her mouth and I pull the fork back.

She slowly chews the food and I watch her with a smile. I pick a piece of bacon from the plate and hold it up to her lips. Some of the grease from the bacon drips onto my fingers but I ignore it.

She leans forward and bites the bacon, her tongue gently swirling over the tip of my thumb as she licks the grease away. She retracts herself quickly when she sees my widened eyes.

I continue to slowly feed her bits and pieces of the food until she tells me she's full. My plate is barely half way done and it concerns me that she hasn't eaten much of the food.

"I think you need to eat more baby," I say while poking into another piece of pancake bit she shakes her head. "Baby, come on, eat more for me."

"Vincenzo, I said I'm full," she snaps, taking me by surprise. "Please don't force more food down my throat," she sighs while looking down at the plate of food.

"I will never force to do something. It's ok, you don't have to eat the rest," I say and she softly smiles at me as lifts her head.

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A bit of lovey dovey stuff there...

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