The plan for today is that we'll use one of Rome's yacht's - since he owns a boat company outside of his mafia business as part of his legal business- and take a snorkelling instructor with us so we can go snorkelling.

So now we're on our way in 3 SUV's to the beach to the yacht. Romeo's driving with one hand and his other hand rests on my thigh, stroking his thumb back and forth.

I lift his hand off of my thigh and bring my lips to it 3 times and place it back on my thigh and turn the music up. "I love this song!" I tell Romeo excitedly. It's playing 'fire on fire - Sam Smith'.

As I'm singing, the windows are down and we're driving pretty fast, so the wind is blowing everywhere and I'm having the time of my life. I look over to Romeo who has a contented, genuine smile on his face and I love when he smiles because it's so beautiful and heart-warming. "What? Why are you smiling like that?" I say as I lower the music as we stop at a red light.

He just shakes his head and leans in towards me and gives me a long, loving kiss allowing his tongue to part my lips, over the console. He leaves 3 pecks on my lips after the kiss "too beautiful." He whispers against my lips.

I smile at his sudden cheesiness and remember I have something to tell him. When the light turns green, he continues driving and I begin "So, basically, I have something I need to tell you." He looks at me questioningly before turning back to the road "Just, please let me finish what I'm saying and then you can be mad at me or whatever." He hesitantly nods allowing me to continue "As you know, a couple of days before our wedding, I had been staying and going to the French Mafia base more often. That was because I gave them a mission. This mission was to avenge my mothers death. Therefore, I ordered them to find any and every way to kill Vincent." I look at him, worried he'll be angry, but his face shows nothing, it's as if the old Romeo is back. "Listen, I'm sorry if that upsets you, but you have to understand that my heart will never fully rest if that poor excuse of a man is still alive. I mean, the fact that he killed my mother in front of me is absolutely mind boggling. On top of that, now that I know all of the fucked up shit he done to you, it makes me want to annihilate him on behalf of you, because I hate the fact that he hurt you in such incomprehensible ways." I finish.

After I finished saying the stuff I wanted to say, Romeo retrieves his hand and drives with both hands on teh steering wheel. "Baby, I'm sorry for keeping it from you and I understand why you're mad at me." I say sadly, fidgeting with my hands.

To be fair, it's his dad, so I should have told him what I was planning, but then again, we weren't on talking terms, so really and truly, he doesn't really have the right to be upset, considering we weren't talking because of his actions. Soo..

We finally get the beach where our yacht is waiting for us and I see the others pull up too. They all get out of the cars and Amara, Liyana and I run onto the yacht. We find somewhere to sit, away from the guys and we use this time to catch up and the boat starts up. "I feel like we haven't spoken since forever!" Amara exclaims.

"I know right! Okay, quick question for Liyana. What the hell is going on between, you and Matteo?!" I question excitedly.

"NO WAY! I NOTICED THAT TOO!" Amara shouts in agreement.

Liyana just shrugs her shoulders and Amara and I push at her shoulders. "Fine! Fine. We fucked," Amara and I squeal "ONCE! Relax, it's never happening again."

"I have a source that tells me it doesn't seem like it will never happen again. Apparently you guys were looking a each other like you guys - and I quote - 'wanted to rip each other's clothes off'. So I think that you guys want to fuck again." I say quickly.

"And who knows, maybe fucking will transform into love at some point!" Amara blurts out, and I nod, agreeing excitedly - what can I say, we're both romantics at heart.

"Whatever" Liyana says shrugging, trying to act indifferent, but there's a small smile playing on her lips. "Anyways! Mél, it's time for you to spill! What's going on with you and Mr. 'I'm a big bad mafia man who cares about nothing and no one', because you two seem like quite the couple." She says in a teasing tone.

I look between Liyana and Amara a couple of times before sighing "Well, things were going great and then I just had to ruin it. Now he won't talk to me but these last couple of days, we've grown quite closer and I have such strong feelings towards him, but I'm scared." I honestly tell them.

"What are you scared about?" Amara asks softly.

"I think I might love him!" I blurt out, to which Amara and Liyana give me reassuring smiles to "But what if he doesn't love me back. I mean, so far he's known exactly what to say to: calm me down, brighten my mood, make me laugh, reassure me. I mean what if things go wrong? What if he realises that he could do better than me? Take now for instance, I fucked up and said something that may have upset him and he's probably thinking about ways he can avoid me and my stupidity." I ramble on.

"Girl, you're probably the best outcome of the mafia for my brother. You're the best thing that's ever happened to him and nobody can tell me otherwise. Just the way he looks at you and the way he's so comfortable with you shows that you've done so much for him in a short space of time that's made him trust you and let his guards down. I'm telling you this because I can't believe you don't see it, but you already mean so much to him and I'm so glad that you've become my sister-in-law because in all honesty, most times with my own sisters I feel left out but you two make me feel like I'm wanted and cared for. So I'm glad that my brother has found you, because you don't let his mind stray off of what is important." Amara confidently says.

We all go in for a group hug and I let out a teary chuckle "Ami, are you sure you're a 15 year old girl?"

"I'm turning 16 next month if that counts for anything." She playfully says, after we break apart from our hug.

"Anyways, enough about us, what about you Amara? Any guys?" Liyana says cheekily "or girls?" She quickly adds.

"I'm into guys, don't worry." Amara says, laughing "and yeah. There is a guy. But he's way out of my league, and he's a bit older than me anyways. He probably just thinks of me as a child. Everyone does." She says, shrugging with a far-way look on her face.

It kind of looks like she's looking at Christos but surely I'm imagining it. So I brush it off and respond "Hunny, if a guy doesn't see how amazing and perfect you are, then he's not the one. He would move mountains for you if he truly wanted to - metaphorically of course. But what I'm trying to say is, if he was meant for you, he'd do as much as he could to show you that he does." I leave a kiss on her forehead and we move the conversation onto something random.

Am I really one of the best things that's happened to Romeo?

And I think he should be the one to apologise, considering that I haven't done much to upset him, but he needs to learn to communicate his feelings with me.

He's not alone anymore and he needs to remember that.

The boys and I and currently standing by the edge of the yacht watching the girls as they talk. I wonder what they're talking about.

"What's up with you? Why are you in a pissy mood, I thought Amélie got rid of that for you." Christos says in a joking tone.

"Fuck off." I say coldly as I stare at Amélie, wishing she was in my arms.

"Did something happen between you two?" Matteo asks genuinely.

I look away from Amélie and look towards the boys, I can trust them to be serious for two seconds "In the car, Amélie and I were going great and then she said she needed to talk to me. Then she told me that she set a mission for her mafia only, telling them that they need to do everything possible to find a way to kill Vincent."

"So then why are you pissed. She's doing you a favour, if anything." Christos says, confused.

"It's the fact that I haven't killed him sooner. I know what it's like to loose a mother to that asshole, and the fact that he done it to Amélie, hurts my fucking heart. The fact that she felt the need to take matters into her own hands makes me feel like shit. It's my job to look after her. It's my job to kill any mother fucker that has hurt her. Vincent being the first person. I just don't know why I haven't killed the guy sooner." I say, whilst keeping my eyes trained on Amélie.

"So you're pissed off at yourself?" Christos asks, to which I nod "Get the fuck out of here and apologise to her. Who the fuck do you think you are, getting pissed at the thing you didn't do for her and exerting that attitude onto Amélie? She doesn't deserve your shit, go and apologise." He says through gritted teeth, clenching his hands, as if he's trying to hold back from putting me in my place by punching me.

"I know she doesn't deserve my shit. That's why I'm fucking disappointed in myself for making her think it was her fault. She even apologised. Shit, I really don't deserve her, do I?" I say angrily.

"You do deserve her. We all deserve good things in life. It's whether or not you prove that you deserve good things. If you go and apologise, it'll show that you deserve her, because you realise that you feel like nothing without her, but if you don't, it just highlights that you don't deserve good things in life, because you can't see what your missing." Matteo says calmly compared to Christos' manner.

I take a moment to absorb their words and let out a small laugh "Wow. Who knew you guys could be so inspirational."

They both smile and we give each other bro hugs. Just as I'm about to say that I'm going to apologise to Amélie, the instructor calls us all to the main part of the yacht so he can direct us on how to snorkel properly.

Once the demo is finished, everyone takes turns jumping into the water. At this point, we're all on our bathing suits ready to go snorkelling. Amara jumps in first because I swear to God it's like that girl fears nothing, and Christos jumps in straight after her.

I appreciate how much he protects her, he's like an older brother to her.

Then, Liyana takes a hold of Matteo's hand and they jump in at the same time.

Now it's only me and Amélie left, just as I'm about to start apologising to her, she jumps onto the water without another word. I stand still for a second, processing the fact that she's not standing in front of me now. When I realise, I quickly jump into the water after her. When I resurface, I look around for Amélie and find her swimming around near me. I swim towards her eagerly trying to hold on to her.

Just as I'm about to catch her, she swims away from me, disheartening me, but I'm not going to give up on her "Wait, mia belleza, I just want to talk!" I call after her.

She stops mid swim and turns around looking at me nonchalantly. When I reach her, she doesn't swim away this time, but when I wrap my arms around her waist pressing her against me, she very hesitantly wraps her arms around my shoulders, but doesn't look at me. She looks away, facing the others as they swim.

"Hi baby." I whisper softly.

She says nothing and barely acknowledges what I've said. "If you're not here to apologise, then can I please go Romeo." She says nonchalantly.

The fuck. She called me Romeo. What happened to Rome or Angelo or baby? I fucked up kinda bad.

"I'm sorry amore [love]. I just- when you told me that you went out of your way to set a mission for your mafia privately, and make them find any way they can to kill Vincent, made me feel like shit." I tell her.

She brings one of her hands and covers her eyes from the sun with it before asking "Why? I just wanted to do something about my maman's death now that I have the power to. My father never done anything to avenge my mothers death, so it's my job to do so, now. I didn't mean to make you mad at me-"

"I'm not mad at you baby. I'm mad at myself, because the fact that I haven't killed him sooner pisses me off. Considering I know what it's like to loose a mother to that Cazzo [dick], I should have been the first person that you turn to for help when wanting to kill him. Its hurts my fucking heart that you felt the need to take matters into your own hands and not share the weight of it with me, because we're a team now, anything that hurts you, hurts me too. It's my job to look after and protect you. It's my job to kill any mother fucker that has hurt you. Vincent being the first person. I just wish I would have killed the guy sooner, then you'd be able to feel peace in your heart and finally relax." I get everything off of my chest.

"Listen, the reason I didn't tell you is 1) I didn't know what your relationship with your father was like, at the time and wether or not you'd kill me for conspiring against him. 2) we weren't talking because of the whole wedding planner thing. So really and truly, there was a possibility that I would've told you if we were on talking terms, but we weren't, soo.." she shrugs and then continues "Also, I don't need protection. I'm a grown woman who's an assassin. I can handle my own shit, thank you very much. But I understand where you're coming from. From now on, if something happens I'll share it with you and ask for help, where needed, and I expect you to do the same. We need to communicate with one another if we feel some type of way about something." She says confidently, as I stare at her with admiration in my eyes.

"I'm sorry mia belleza. I really am, I was just more-so pissed at myself, but I need to learn that I can communicate with you. I trust you, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem. But I'm so so sorry baby." I say, hoping she'll forgive me, because being pissed of at her, just because I'm pissed at myself, isn't fair to her.

A breathtaking smile lights up her face, which instantly relieves my heart and puts a huge smile on my face too. "Give me a kiss and some flowers, and maybe I'll forgive you." She says cheekily.

"I can do one of those thing right now. Come here mia belleza." I say and I grab her thighs and wrap them around my torso as she brings her face closer to mine.

I smash my lips onto hers and I'm like a dying man, craving her lips and touch. I pull her impossibly closer to me as she places her hand at the nape of my neck moaning into the kiss as I squeeze her ass. This allows me to push my tongue into her deliciously, hot, wet mouth.

God, I missed every part of her.

It's only been like an hour.

But still.

She's my everything now.

Just as I'm about to deepen our kiss, I hear an agitating, grating voice "AWWW! We love Romélie!" Much to my dismay, Mél pulls away and looks at Christos with a small smile on her face as I rest my forehead against her temple.

"What's Romélie?" I whisper in Amélie's ear, softly.

"Us" when she sees my confused face, she explains "Our ship name. Duh! Romeo plus Amélie equals Romélie!" She says excitedly whilst clapping her hands. If a 'ship name' makes her that happy, I'll pay Christos to keep being his normal dumbass self.

We didn't get to snorkel but Amélie said that she didn't really want to anyways because she was scared but didn't want to admit it.

As we're getting back on my yacht, Amélie turns to me and says "so that's it? I only get one kiss?" With a small, shy smile on her face.

My heart melts at the sight of my Mél being shy for asking for a kiss.

I'd give her a hundred of them if that's what she wants.

I sit down on the couch and look at her whilst I pat the area between my thigh and crotch "Come here", I tell her.

She slowly walks towards me and straddles me. I'm already hard. For fucks sake. I slowly bring my head forward and start by giving each of her breast 3 kisses each, slightly nipping the area as I move along. Then I peck my way all the way up to her collar bone, licking, teasing and sucking her skin there, occasionally nibbling it too.

I know this turned her on because she let out a small moan and slowly rocked herself against my hard on. I grab a hold of her hips because if she goes any further, I'd have to take her bare on the couch and someone could come and interrupt us, and I wouldn't want them seeing mia belleza's amazing body.

Then I move my kisses up to her jaw and give her several, loving kisses there too. When I'm done with that, I grab her face gently and looking into her eyes, finding an unusual emotion in her eyes. Then, I shower kisses all over her beautiful face and pull her closer to me.

"Guess what!" She whisper-shouts excitedly.

"What?" I reciprocate her energy.

"So basically, the girls and I were talking" I nod, ready for her to spill the tea "and Liyana told us that she and Matteo fucked once before! I was right, well, we were right." She says whispering and clapping her hands excitedly.

"So they're together?" I whisper back.

"Not exactly. But she said that she wouldn't mind fucking him again. And then Amara said that maybe their fucking will turn into love and Liyana tried denying it, but she was blushing. So I personally think that they're going to get together." She whispers her gossip back to me, as the other join us.

I bring my face closer to her ear so the others can't hear our conversation "Oh yeah? Let's make a bet. I think that they'll get together by next year."

I pull back and she brings her face closer to my ear "I think that they'll be together by the end of the year!" Amélie says as she giggles in my ear, making me smile.

"What are you two whispering about?" Liyana asks us two.

"Nothing." Amélie and I say in unison, to which we receive questioning looks from everyone.

"It's on $100!" Amélie whisper-shouts in my ear excitedly. I look at her with a smile on my face at her pure excitement and nod my head to make her happy, even though $100 doesn't mean a thing to either of us.

Amélie turns in my lap, so she's facing the other and leans back into my chest, wrapping an arm around my shoulder as I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer to me. I leave 3 soft kisses on her temple and rub the exposed skin that's peeking through her cover up.

"Question. Why do you guys always give 3 kisses to each other? I've noticed that you guys do that a lot." Liyana asks us.

"Now that I think about it, why do we give each other 3 kisses for everything?" Amélie looks at me and I just shrug, because I don't want to share what it means with everyone.

"I mean, to be fair, in each situation, the 3 kisses mean something different each time. For instance: these 3 kisses were a 'Im so sorry' but in other instances it can be a 'I've got you' or an 'You're so beautiful' or an 'are you okay?' Or a 'you're not alone'." I grumble out unwillingly when Mél pokes her finger into my rib.

"But those kisses are the ones I treasure the most, because they're the sweetest thing we do-." I cut Mél off.