This woman is perfect.

I don't know what I would've done without her being in my life. Meeting her that night has definitely changed my life for the better.

We've had a few ups and downs, but the way she's so caring for a child who isn't hers makes her so much more attractive.

Seeing her acting this way just makes me happy to be with her. I can't wait to have her protecting our children like this.

I can't wait to put a wedding ring on her finger and let the entire world know her last name is now Martinelli.

Having her walk down the isle in whatever coloured wedding dress she wants is what I want to see in the near future.

Nyx being the woman I wake up to every single morning for the rest of my life is a dream of mine and I want so badly for it to come true as quickly as possible.

Just having her as mine and mine only forever would be perfect.

"Amore,."

The sound of that word coming out of her mouth snaps me out of my trance. I look down at her and I can't help but to smile at her beautiful face.

"Are you ok?" She asks while squeezing my bicep.

"Of course, amore," I say before kissing her forehead again.

I place my hand underneath her chin and tilt her head higher up.

I kiss her soft lips and she's kisses me back with the same amount of passion and hunger. She let's out a soft moan and I immediately pull away from her lips.

"Let's unpack," I whisper and she excitedly nods. I look around the room for a few seconds.

It's bigger than my room back at the penthouse, but it might be smaller than my room back at my mansion.

A few of our bags are already waiting for us on our bed while the rest are on the floor around the king sized bed.

"You are sleeping on the floor," Nyx giggles while flopping onto the bed next our bags. She rolls around for a few seconds before stretching out her body.

She let's out a heavy breath before turning her head in my direction. She smiles widely before pointing to the floor. I chuckle while closing the door behind me.

"Lock it," she says from the bed and I quickly comply.

She sits up on the bed and uses her long legs to kick the few bags on the bed off. She sits on her knees and smiles at me so innocently, but the look in her eyes is nothing near innocent.

I watch her closely as she rubs her hands up and down her thighs. She's not trying to do anything seduction, it's more like she's thinking about something.

A second later, she snaps out of whatever trance she was in and tilts her head to the side. She looks at me with a gentle smile as she gets more comfortable on her knees.

Her smile is telling me one thing while her body is saying something else, something I want to explore more.

She runs her hands through her thick hair, spreading out so it's puffier than usual. She traces her body from her neck down to her tiny waist at a teasingly slow pace.

Her eyes stay on mine as she pulls the skin tight cropped shirt she's wearing up and over her head. She places it on the side of her body, leaving her with only her jeans and black bra.

I'm getting a good view of her cleavage and I'm loving every second of it.

She rolls her neck a few times, making sure to push her chest out a bit more so I can get a better view of her breasts.

I lick my lips, not trying to hide the fact that I'm hungry, hungry for her body.

She runs her hands down her chest, pushing her breasts up just enough to drive me mad. I step closer to the bed and she grins while leaning forward.

I grab her waist and she giggles while falling onto her stomach. She reaches out to one of our bags and pulls it closer to the bed.

I try to pull her up, but she uses her weight to keep her body pressed against the bed.

Nyx pulls a shirt out of the bag and my jaw drops. "You're kidding me," I mutter while pulling her up, and this time she let's me.

She sits up in my arms and manoeuvres her body around so she can put her shirt on.

"Amore, wait...." I whine while grabbing the hem of her shirt.

She slaps my hand away with a devilish grin plastered across her lips. "Nope," she says while jumping up from the bed.

She bends over, right in front of my eyes, and digs through the bag. She's doing this on purpose and it's definitely doing something to me.

I reach out to her, but pull my hand back when she turns her head a bit. She looks back at me with that grin before slowly shaking that ass of hers.

"You are being unfair."

She laughs at my statement and gets back to looking for something in her bag. She pulls out a pair of black shorts before straightening up. She unbuttons her jeans while turning around.

"I'm just changing, how is that unfair, amore?"

I hate the game she's playing, but I also love it.

"Come on, just let me–"

"Nope," she dodges my hands and runs to the other side of the bed. She kicks her sneakers off her small feet, leaving only her white socks on. "Learn self control," she says while shaking her head.

She quickly drags the tight jeans down her legs, showing off her plain, black underwear. She turns around and looks over her shoulder while pulling up the back of the oversized sort that's covering her ass.

"I'm not doing anything wrong," she giggles while wiggling her ass a few times.

Even the plainness of her underwear is turning me on.

She slips the shorts up her legs and fixes herself up. She puts her sneakers back on and smiles at me.

"Let's go get something to eat," she says while walking towards the door.

Wow.

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Was she being unfair?

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