Paula rolls her eyes as Nyx turns back to face her. Nothing is more threatening and dangerous than my amore when she is angered.

This woman can command an entire army with just a single word.

She can bring men down to her their knees with a single glance from those enchanting eyes and a sway of her lovely hips.

And she can knock down any man or woman that belittles her just because of colour.

I can only imagine what Nyx is capable of at this point. There is so much about this woman that she has been hiding.

She's been hiding her dark side, and I want nothing more but to see her demons running loose on this world and it's guilty man.

She doesn't see it, but she's just as merciless and cruel as I am. Even with the calm and happy aura she gives off, there's an evil lurking within her.

She is the best of both worlds, an angel with a pair of sharp horns.

Nyx is probably going to do something violent in the next thirty seconds and I'm just going to stand back and let her do it.

Whatever it is she's going to do, it's going to end with Paula's blood smeared all over the floor.

"People like you annoy me," Nyx says with a low, deep sigh. "You should rea–"

"I don't care what a whore like you has to say to someone like me," she cuts Nyx off with a prideful jerk forward of her chest. "I need to go talk to Lorenzo."

Paula tries stepping around Nyx, but she moves to the side with her, blocking her path once more. Paula narrows her eyes at Nyx who stands her ground in front of her.

"You don't even care about the well-being or safety of your son," Nyx grumbles while stepping closer to Paula.

"Get away from me you ghetto scum," she hisses while pushing against Nyx's left shoulder. That move causes Nyx to laugh and shake her head.

"And so wuh? I am from the ghetto, wuh else you gon' say 'bout that?"

It's never a good sign when Nyx switches accents and dialects.

"If I'm some ghetto scum then you some wannabe rich, empty headed, white bitch from the suburbs," she snarls while stepping closer to Paula.

"Empty headed?" Paula gasps. She lifts her hand to slap Nyx, and I know this isn't going to end well, at least not for Paula.

As her hand comes down towards Nyx's face, Nyx moves to the side and lifts one of the daggers in her right hand. In a blink of an eye, she drives the sharp dagger into Paula's palm.

It goes right through her hand, getting lodged into her palm as Nyx let's go of the handle.

"Yes, an empty headed, brunette whore who can't do shit for herself," Nyx says with a laugh escaping her lips a second later as Paula screams out in pure pain.

Nyx grabs her by her hair and pulls her down. She kicks Paula in the knees, causing her to lose her balance. She falls on her stomach and Nyx quickly steps on the back of her neck, preventing her from moving.

"You fucking wh–" Nyx shuts Paula up by burying her foot even deeper in the back of her neck.

"You first don't care about your own child, then disrespect me over text, then again in person." She brings her foot down even harder on the back of Paula's neck.

I watch with no emotion as she struggles to breathe. I wouldn't mind if Nyx killed Paula right here, right now.

In my opinion, she will be of better use if she is six feet under, buried like a dog, for how she behaves and speaks to other people.

Nyx quickly brings both her knees down on Paula's body, her left knee digging into her back while her right knee forces its way down on her neck.

"Whatever you wan' from Lorenzo, you ain't gettin' it," she says while flipping the other dagger between her fingers.

"Hear me well, you're an useless woman and an excuse of mother. Stay away from this family or I will make sure to bury you alive," she grits.

Nyx drives the other dagger through Paula's other hand. She jumps up and steps on the daggers lodged in Paula's right hand.

"Fucking bi–" Nyx kicks Paula in the head which knocks her out cold.

"Damn hoe."

Nyx smears the bit of blood she has on her fingertips off on her blue top and smiles at me as she walks closer to me.

"Angelo, Nicola, please get someone to clean this place up. Throw Paula in front of an hospital located in the baddest and most dangerous ghetto in New York. I don't care if you have to leave this city, just do it."

They nod and she thanks them with the brightest smile. My angel with a pair of horns.

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I place my hand on the palm scanner and smile when it glows green. I lost my cool for a few minutes back at the restaurant, but I definitely don't regret what I did to that bitch.

The elevator doors open and Vincenzo follows me out. He's been quiet ever since we got back into the car and it kind of scares me.

"Vincenzo Emilio Martinelli! What have you done to my daughter in law?"

My eyes search the room for the source of the voice. Loredana and Aurora come into my view and they both look like they are about to pull out guns and shoot Vincenzo between the eyes.

"Why is there blood smeared all over her shirt?" Loredana asks as she comes closer to me. She pulls at the hem of my shirt and examines the blood stains closely.

His mother doesn't hold back her anger as she slaps the back of his head harshly. She slaps him again before narrowing her eyes at him. "Did you take her on one of your killing sprees?"

"Killing sprees?" I turn my attention to Vincenzo and he slowly shakes his head. "No, I did this on my own accord," I tell Loredana while placing my hand over her hands.

She let's go of the hem of my shirt and takes a step back. "I'm fine, it isn't my blood," I say with a slight smirk.

"Explain that," Aurora spits while pointing to the inside of my hand. "That's your own blood."

"It isn't that bad," I say with a shrug. The daggers didn't dig into my skin so deeply so the wounds aren't so bad. It didn't even hurt when I pulled them out.

I've never been stabbed before so that was a little preview of what might happen to me if I get reckless while being with a person like Vincenzo.

Everywhere we go, there is going to be someone who wants to either kill him or me, and I have to be ready for whatever can happen to me.

Being in a relationship with a Mafia man is dangerous, but being in a relationship with the Don with the most powerful Mafia in the world is the equivalent of me signing my own death wish and trying to outrun death for the time being.

If I have to outrun death, I'll gladly do it as long as I'm doing it with Vincenzo.

What I did was absolutely reckless, and some might say stupid, but Paula was going to hurt her son so I had to protect Paolo. If she isn't going to care about him, then I will.

I excuse myself while Loredana and Aurora scold Vincenzo for letting me get hurt. I walk up the stairs and go straight to his bedroom.

I pull the shirt up and over my head and toss it onto the bed. I kick my shoes off then my jeans come off next. The material with dried up blood sticks no my thigh a bit as I try pulling the jeans down. I walk to the bathroom to quickly clean my wounds.

After cleaning my wounds, I walk into the closet and pick out a simple, baby blue, body fitted dress. On my feet I slide on a pair of baby blue Adidas slides and I make my way out of the room.

Once I get downstairs, the voices of the Martinelli family echo throughout the penthouse, the origin of the voices being the kitchen.

I quickly walk down the hallway and join the rest of the family in the kitchen. "Did he tell you about the ball?" Is the first thing Aurora says to me and I nod with a smile.

Helping them set up for this ball sounds like it's going to be fun so I'm more than happy to assist.

"There's much to do so we should start now," Loredana says and I only nod.

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Imagine watching your girlfriend knock someone down like that.

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