Vincenzo pulls the car up in front of the most beautiful vacation home I've ever seen and I start shaking with pure excitement and impatience.

There's a giant pool on the side of the house and I think while we were driving up, I saw another one in the second floor of the house.

He parks the car next to another sports car and I'm out of the car before he even pulls the keys from the ignition.

I look around for a second, taking in the smell of the ocean salt in the air and getting a good look at the beautiful blue sky.

I run to the open door of the house and storm inside, a bunch of people moving furniture from one end of the house to the other.

The inside of this place has an Arcadian natural feel to it. It reminds me of my room back at the penthouse.

There's beautifully green potted plants everywhere and the colours are mostly green, cream white and brown.

Stepping into this house has calmed me down instantly.

Vincenzo walks in a few seconds later and wraps his arm around my waist when he notices some of the workers staring at me.

I think these are his Mafia men so they might know who I am. Plus they are wearing suits, who moves furniture in suits?

"Did you just buy this place?" I ask while looking around and he nods.

"The interior designer is the same one who did your room, so when she found out you liked your room so much, she thought the whole design would work here."

The interior designer is good at her job because this place is amazing. I want to meet this woman and personally thank her.

"And she said something about it also being a good fit because we are near the ocean and something like that," he says with a shrug and I smile up at him.

"Zia!" I smile at the sound of the little boy's voice and I look up at the high staircase.

Paolo comes sprinting down the stairs, my heart rate shooting through the roof because of how fast he's moving. He looks so happy to see me and it kind of soothes my heart, but I'm still scared for him.

And like my moment's fears just had to come true, my heart stops beating entirely when Paolo slips on one of the stairs.

The small boy goes flying through the air and I scream at the top of my lungs when I see him heading straight for the decorative glass box.

I try running over to maybe get a hold of him before he gets hurt, but my stupid ass trips over her own feet and I fall face first against the wooden floors.

I close my eyes, preparing myself to hear how my nephew smashes into the glass, but nothing, the sound never comes.

With fear dwelling in my heart, I open my eyes to see Vincenzo sprawled out on the floor with Paolo laying on his chest.

I pick myself up from the floor and run to them, and grab Paolo off of his uncle's chest. Vincenzo let's out a heavy sigh as I sigh out in relief to see that he's ok.

The small boy wraps his arms around my neck while I keep him up against my body by clutching onto his body as hard as I can.

I keep my eyes on Vincenzo who smiles up at me reassuringly, but I can't help but to worry for both him and Paolo.

They could've gotten seriously hurt because of a slip up.

"Zia, you are hurting me," Paolo whines while pulling at my arms around his tiny body. I snap out of it and loosen my hold on him. He smiles at me and leans his head on shoulder.

"Can someone get this out of here?" I ask the works, but no one respond. I put Paolo down and he stands behind Vincenzo for some reason. "Guys?" They look in my direction I point at the glass box.

It takes a second, but the men finally stop what they are doing and walk over to the case. "Thank you," I say to them and all they do is nod before lifting the case from the it's place.

"Where are they taking the case?" Riccardo asks as he walks down the stairs.

Paolo whips around to see his father and uncles walking down the stairs. He smiles widely when he sees his father who waves at him.

"I almost broke it," he answers Riccardo and he lifts a brow.

"He tripped and almost smashed into, but Vincenzo caught him before that could happened," I shortly explain and the men nod before turning to their brother.

"She cares a lot about your kid," Vincenzo says with a shrug.

"Honestly, if you don't marry her, I will," Lorenzo says with a grin and I smile at his words.

"See, I'm not the only one," Matteo says with a chuckle and Vincenzo groans, annoyed by what his brothers are saying.

I roll my eyes with a smile and walk up the stairs to actually get settled in. Vincenzo follows me up a few seconds later and I smile while I feel his arm around my shoulder.

"What do you want to do tonight?" He asks while bumping his side into mine.

I playfully push him to the side and he laughs. He shows me our bedroom and my jaw drops. "That women deserves a raise," I say to him which makes him laugh.

"To be honest," I say as I turn to face him. "I don't really know what to do tonight," I say with a shrug. "But, I'm down for anything fun. We can go exploring on the beach or maybe out to a nice restaurant."

"Do my brothers have to come though?" He whines.

"Only if they want to." He grins widely and a see a bit of mischief in his eyes. "That doesn't go threaten them," I laugh and the glimmer of mischief is gone in a second.

"You are no fun," he says and I smile.

"Your words hurt me," I laugh while shaking my head.

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I would've just laid on the floor if I tripped like Nyx.

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