I didn't want to leave after the little interaction Nyx and I had about her walking around with a towel but I got a call from work.

I lift my hand from the palm scanner and the elevator doors open. I sigh as I walk into the penthouse. I had to leave for a few hours to sort something out at work because my men are incapable of fixing their own shit.

I've missed my amore and all I want to do now is have her in my arms.

"Amore!" I shout as I walk towards the staircase.

"Enzo!" She shouts back from one of the rooms upstairs and I smile as I get to the top of the staircase.

This is how imagined some nights with her. Nights where I come back from work and I shout for her and she shouts back, something that just makes me feel like the happiest man on earth.

If I can just have nights like this with Nyx for the rest of our lives then everything in my world would just feel right.

When I was out at work, my father and uncle, Riccardo's father, popped in for a quick visit to check In things in the mafia, but they mostly came to question me about Nyx.

My mother has been telling my family all about my relationship with Nyx and now everyone is more than eager to meet the woman that has me wrapped around her finger.

I've never brought a woman home and I've never thought of bringing one home. I knew I had to get married at some point to produce an heir, but that's all my wife was going to be, a woman that produced my heir.

With Nyx, having children is on the list but it isn't why I want to marry her. I can see myself spending the rest of my life with her. Rather than having a loveless marriage that most Mafia men have, I want one like the one my parents have.

They didn't even know much of each other when they first met and didn't like each for a while when they first got married because it was arranged.

After a while of spending time together, they grew to love each other, and their love for each grew even larger when my brothers and I were born.

I walk to my bedroom instead of her room because I want to shower before spending some time with her. I pull my coat off my body and toss it onto my bed, the rest of my clothing articles following.

With only my boxers on my body, I walk to my bathroom and swicth on the light. I notice how my things have been moved and rearranged, telling me that Nyx was in here while I was gone.

I don't mind that she was in here while I wasn't in the penthouse. I want her to feel as comfortable as she can while we stay here.

I turn the shower on and wait for the room to fill with a bit of steam. The mirror fogs up faster than expected and I slip out of my underwear. I step into the shower and let the water slide down my skin.

The last time I was with a woman was when I was when I was twenty three. The whole thing of becoming the Don became my new focus and I didn't want to risk knocking up some random girl and having to marry her because of it.

I've been tempted so much to get back to sleeping with women who throw themselves at my feet but something held me back.

Lorenzo has not stopped teasing me about it because he's been getting laid for a while. I sometimes despise my own brother but I know he's just trying to get a reaction out of me.

Meeting Nyx has made me want to jump right back into bed, but only with her. There's nothing more I want than her moaning my name as loud as she can.

For now, it's just a waiting game.

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I get out of the shower and wrap my towel around my waist, throwing another one onto my head as I dry off my hair. I step out of the bathroom into my cool bedroom and go straight to my walk in closet.

I haven't been in my penthouse for a while but I have a lot of clothes here for just in case something happens to my house. I grab a pair of sweatpants from the shelf as my phone begins to ring in my bedroom.

The ringing stops too soon and my brows furrow out of confusion. I quickly slip on a pair of underwear then my pants as I toss my towels to the side.

"Hello?" My eyes widen when I see Nyx sitting in the middle of my bed with my phone pressed against her ear. "Who is this?" She asks the person on the other end.

I walk closer to hear the voice of a woman and I roll my eyes and turn around to go back to my walk in closet. I pick my towels up from the floor and walk out of the closet.

"Excuse me? You called his phone and you have the audacity to call me names?" She seethes into the phone, completely ignoring me. I hang my towels up in the bathroom before switching the light off and closing the door.

Nyx glares at the wall in fromlnt of her as she listens to whatever the woman is saying. "Listen here you little bitch, stop calling his phone." There's a long pause in which Nyx's expression shows her boiling anger.

"Ok, you fucking slut, stop callin' him. He got a woman now and he don't need a hoe like you," her accent and dialect completely changes as she speaks. "I know this ain't the first time you call him. Now, stop being a hoe wit' my man before I find you and crack yo skull open, ya hear?"

She pulls the phone away from her ear and presses the red button, ending the call with that threat.

"Hey amore," I say while sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Who the fuck is Hannah?" She spits while tossing my phone closer to me. "All she been is calling your phone," she says while getting up from my bed.

Her tone is completely different and to be honest, she sounds hot.

"She's just some woman who doesn't want to leave me alone."

"Why do you still have her number?" She asks while folding her arms. Her usually sweet and innocent demeanor changes into a powerful one and I smirk at this.

"I forgot to delete it," I say with a shrug and she scoffs.

"You is a lie," she grits while pointing an accusing finger at me. "I'm serious, I'll delete it now if you want amore," I say and she nods while lowering her finger.

I unlock my phone and delete Hannah's number contacts, deleting a bunch of other women's numbers too. "Done." She smiles a bit and unfolds her arms.

"Is there any other women I should be worried about?"

"To be honest, yes," I chuckle and she narrows her eyes at me. "They come out of nowhere. Don't worry, soon everyone will know you are my woman."

She places her hand on her hip and tilts it up to one side, immediately looking sexy by such a simple motion. "They better back off," she grits and I nod with a smile.

"You sound different," I say, referring to her accent and she smiles.

"I got some hood girl energy in me," she giggles. "My accent changes when I'm angry or annoyed, it's honestly involuntarily." I hum in response as I look around the room.

"I see you cleaned up," I say as I notice that my room is cleaner than I left it and that my suit is no longer on the bed.

"Yeah." She sits back on the bed and crosses her legs over each other. "How was work?" She asks with a smile and this little interaction makes me grin.

"It wasn't that bad, but I sometimes question the people who work for me," I admit while shaking my head. "Come here baby." She crawls closer to me and I lift her off the bed. I place her on my lap so she's straddling me.

I brush the rebellious strands of her beautiful African hair away from her face and get a good look of her beautiful eyes.

"You like looking into my eyes," she states while closing her eyes.

"Don't do that," I chuckle and she opens her eyes again. "And I do, because they are beautiful." I peck her cheek before standing up from the edge of my bed. "You want to sleep with me tonight?" She slowly nods, almost unsure of her answer.

"You don't have to if you don't want to baby," I say but she shakes her head. "So you are staying?" She nods and I smile, ignoring the fact that she isn't using her words like I want her to.

I place her on my bed and she quickly crawls to one end, her pyjama bottoms exposing the rim of her black underwear. I swallow as I look away from her ass.

She throws a few of the pillows off the bed before crawling is underneath the covers. I walk to the other side of my bed and pull the covers to the side. I climb into the bed next to her and pull her closer to my body.

She lies her head on my bare chest while her leg stretch over my torso. "Good night Enzo," she whispers while kisisng my chest and I smile down at her.

I run my hands through her thick hair, my fingers tangling and getting stuck a few times. "It's a pain having my hair," she giggles while closing her eyes.

"Good night amore," I say while removing my hand from her hair.

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