Ciao amore...

Unfortunately, the updates won't be so frequent 'cause your shawty gotta study... school beats man....

But I'll try to update as much as I can between all of the studying and stuff.

- PaulleyD.

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"Zia..." I roll to the side of th bed and pull the covers closer to my face. The voice fades out and I smile as I return to a world of soundless slumber.

My slumber is disturbed once more by the same voice and I groan as I pull the covers over my head. "Please wake up zia," the small voice begs and I groan as I try to turn away from it.

Avoiding him won't help me with shit, so I might as well do his bidding.

I

decide to open my eyes and turn towards the voice with a displeased look. After last night, all I want to do is sleep, but clearly someone wants me up.

Paolo stands on the side of the bed with a tray of food between his hands. I blink the last bit of my sleep away before sitting up. The covers slip down to my waist and I smile at myself for getting some pants on.

I don't know at what time exactly but somewhere last night, Paolo crawled into the bed with me, accidentally waking me up in the process.

That's when I felt I didn't have anything on underneath Vincenzo's shirt so I quickly got out of bed and slipped on a pair of my underwear and shorts that were luckily in his closet.

"Morning zia," he chimes while placing the tray on the nightstand. I move closer to him and he smiles brightly at me. This kid is going to be a ladies man by the time he is fifteen.

What a disaster.

Paolo ateps closer to the bed and leans forward as if he is going to tell me a secret.

"Uncle Vince made you breakfast because he couldn't be here to say good morning himself because he had to go train some of the new trainees."

"That was nice of him," I say and he nods with that signature Martinelli grin on his face. He looks like he already took his bath and is ready for the day.

I honestly keep forgetting that this kid can do things for himself, and it's maybe because I just want to scoop him up and do everything for him.

"He said he is sorry," Paolo whispers. I guess we are back to doing the little things to make up for simple hiccups. It's really cute that Vincenzo does such things for me even if it's for something so simple and small.

I have missed him.

A smile forms on my face while I look down at my breakfast. It's a bowl of plain yoghurt with some granola and honey drizzled over the top. There's even a small bowl of sliced strawberries and blueberries on the side.

It's a bit much, and I know this is way of trying to get me to eat more.

"Did you have your breakfast yet?" He shakes his head and I frown a bit.

"Papà also had to leave with uncle Vince so he couldn't make me breakfast. He told me I'm old enough to make it myself," he says with a shrug. "But I waited because I want you to make my breakfast so we can eat together," he says sweetly.

I sigh with a smile while patting the empty space next to me on the bed. Paolo jumps up into the bed and sits right next to me, snuggling closer to my side a second later. I lean over and grab the bowls and hand him the bowl of yoghurt.

"You can have the yoghurt zia, you need the energy. I also don't like granola," he pouts while taking the bowl of strawberries and blueberries from my left hand.

He bites into a strawberry slice and I smile down at him before eating some of my yoghurt. "It's good to have you back," he whispers between his chewing, melting my heart in an instant.

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Paolo runs into the kitchen while I try to keep up with his sudden burst of energy. We ended up watching some show on Netflix in Vincenzo's room for an hour or so, and now he is hungry for snacks.

I walk into the kitchen to find the Martinelli brothers arguing with an amused looking Riccardo standing on the side. I clear my throat to get their attention and it takes a second, but Vincenzo senses my presence and looks away from his brothers.

The other two stop arguing with each other and look at me for a second before turning their attention to Vincenzo. "Did you ask her, again?" Matteo tries to as his older brother in a hushed tone but I can still hear him.

I put my hands in my pockets and step closer to them, bored of this topic already. I know he is eventually going to ask me again, and maybe next time I might have a solid answer for him.

"To marry him?" I ask in a bored tone and they slowly nod while Vincenzo stares at the floor with no emotion in his face. "No," I shrug, trying to brush it off like it's not a big deal.

"How'd you sleep?" Lorenzo changes the topic which makes Vincenzo smile, but only forba short second.

"Peacefully," I answer with a playful smile. "What have you guys been doing all morning?" I ask when I notice their gym attire.

Vincenzo is wearing a skin tight, long sleeved shirt that's showing off every single mouth watering curve and dip of his toned body. And there's just something about the basketball shorts he has on that drive me mad.

Down bitch, calm the fuck down.

He looks good.

More like mouth watering, but still calm down.

"You done?" My eyes snap up to his eyes and he has this playful look in them. "You are drooling amore," he says cockily.

"Shut up," I spit while folding my arms. He chuckles while shaking his head.

He screws the cap of his water bottle back on and walks closer to me. He holds the side of my face with his right hand and rubs my my cheek gently.

I lean into his touch, wanting more of it, and he smiles down at me. "I'm going to the gym for a bit," he says in a bored tone while lifting his hand from my face.

I immediately miss the warm sensation and pout up at him like a child. "Can I come with?" I ask and he immediately shakes his head.

"Oh come on, let her come with," Riccardo says while walking past us. "She has to meet a few of your men eventually," he says while disappearing down the hallway.

Matteo follows him without saying a word to us and I look up at Vincenzo with puppy eyes. "You don't talk to anyone there," he says sternly and I excitedly nod.

We walk down the hallway and join everyone else in the elevator, even Paolo standing between the tall men in the elevator.

"Should we be taking a child down to where there's trained killers?" I ask while grabbing Paolo's shoulders. I try to walk out of the elevator but Lorenzo stops me.

"He's been down there millions of times," his father says with a slight shrug. "He will be fine."

"But I don't think he should be surrounded but so much violence," I say while trying to step around his arm.

"It's ok zia, I'll stay up here if you you want," Paolo says while wiggling out of my hold. He walks out of the elevator and goes down the hallway that leads up to the kitchen.

"No way she just did that," Matteo mutters with wide eyes. "He never wants to listen to us when we say no on taking him down to the gym," he adds while folding his arms.

"You are something special," Lorenzo says with a smirk.

Vincenzo pulls into his side and presses one of the buttons underneath the other buttons. Two small panels open up to reveal the keypad.

He enters a code different from the one used to get into the penthouse and the keypad glows green. The keypad flips around and he places his palm on the scanner.

It turns green and it flips back around. The scanner slides back into the wall and the two little panels slide over it, completely covering it like it was never there.

The elevator descends and I quietly stand between the men. They all tower over me, making me feel shorter than I already am. The elevator dings and the doors slide open a second later.

We step out of the elevator and my eyes widen when I how big this place actually is. This place consists of three floors and there's people doing all different sorts of things.

I can't see what's on the top floor but on the second floor is gyming equipment I wish I knew the names of. There's multiple men and women, mostly men, working out on the second floor.

The floor we are on right now has a giant mat in the middle and two girls are fighting each other. There's more people training on the sides on smaller mats, some of them fighting with weapons.

"Made Men?" I question.

"They're still training," Riccardo answers and I nod, still in awe of this place.

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A bit of bonding time for Nyx and Paolo there...

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