Nyx and I have been staying in the penthouse house for almost two weeks now, and it's actually been going great.

We've had enough time to bond and get to know more of the people we are.

She's an unteresting woman, she didn't think so, but I just love to listen to her talk about her life.

She's just amazing.

Today I want to talk to her about something important, but I'm scared to see her reaction.

My mother somehow found out about my relationship and demanded to meet Nyx tomorrow or all hell will break loose in the Martinelli and Ricci family.

My amore and I have only been together for almost three weeks and it's kind of too soon to be meeting my family.

I don't want to scare her away by moving too fast, but my mother is a very persistent woman.

I take a long sip from the water bottle in my hand. I went to the gym a few hours ago, hoping to find Nyx awake by the time I came back, that woman has been out since last night.

It's already three o'clock in the afternoon and she hasn't come out of her room.

The sound of the elevator chiming catches my attention. I place my bottle of water on the counter as I quickly walk out of the kitchen.

The elevator doors should've opened by now if it's one of my brother's but it hasn't so it has to be an intruder.

I pick my gun up from the couch and walk to the elevator, a blank look on my face. I'm honestly not in the mood of killing someone today and the gunshots might wake up Nyx.

She made it clear she doesn't want any fighting or guns around her and that's something I want to keep by.

I enter the code on the keypad and it turns green before flipping over. I place my hand on the palm scanner and it turns green, the elevator doors slowly slide open.

I press my back against the wall and lift my gun up. I quietly wait to see who is coming out of the elevator, ready to shoot their brains out for disturbing my peace.

When a bunch of shopping bags get placed outside the elevator, I frown. I step away from the wall and stand in front of the open elevator.

I cock my gun once to get their attention and keep by my side as I glare at them.

"Didn't Lorenzo tell you the codes?" I question the two men in front of me and they look between each other with fearful eyes.

I sigh and tuck my gun away in the pocket of my running shorts to put them at ease.

"He did, but this place also has a palm scanner," Nicola answers.

I asked these two get Nyx some new clothes because we'll be staying here for a while and I don't want her to keep going back to her place to get a change of clothes at the end of each week. By

"Let's get these to her room," I sigh and pick up a few of the shopping bags. The two men get the rest of the bags and follow me up the stairs.

The sound of a door closing gets my attention and my eyes grow wide when I see Nyx walking on the tips of her toes like a small thief.

She tiptoes to the end of the hallway towards my bedroom with a small white towel wrapped around her perfect body.

The towel is really short so I can see more than enough of her beautiful, long legs and it's exposing a bit of her full ass.

And I would be lying if I said that I don't like this little show she's giving me.

Angelo and Nicola step up the stairs and I feel a wave of anger wash over me in an instant. "Put the bags down and leave," I grit while turning to look at them.

Their eyes travel behind my head and I just lose it. "Leave!" I bark at the two men and they quickly nod, apologising while running down the stairs.

"Enzo?"

I spin back around to see Nyx standing at the end of the hallway with her one hand tightly clutching the top of the towel right above her breasts.

She holds it even tighter when she notices my gaze fixed on her chest causing the towel to lift up a bit.

My eyes dart down to her legs then back up to her face, my testosterone fueled urges quickly coming to the surface.

"What's with the shopping bags?" She asks with an arched brow and I smile at her innocent face.

"I thought you'd need some new clothes amore."

She slowly nods and I wave my hand for her to come closer to me, but she stands still, her hand still tightly gripping the towel across her chest.

I don't like the look on her face. She's looking at me like I'm going to do something horrible to her.

"Baby, come here." She hesitates. "Now." She's quick to walk closer to me.

She stands right in front of me, her eyes down on our feet instead of my eyes. I place my hand on her chin and tilt her head up. "Where were you going?" I question and she sighs.

"I thought I could wear some of your clothes because my other clothes are dirty," she whispers, her eyes still not on mine.

Without warning, I wrap my hand around her neck, gently pressing down on a nerve. She moans lowly, her eyes coming up to mine. I remove my hand from her neck and lift it up to her chin.

"I don't like it when you don't look me in the eye."

"Sorry Enzo," she mutters while rolling her eyes.

"I don't like your attitude today amore," I state as I step closer to her body. She wasn't like this a few days ago so I don't know what's going on.

She scoffs and folds her arms, the towel staying in place. "I don't have an attitude," she spits while rolling her eyes at me again.

"You're making me angry amore," I grit through my teeth and she huffs, rolling her eyes again. "I don't like it when you don't listen to me," I say and she scoffs.

What's going on?

"I don't have to listen to you," she huffs, her tone shaky.

Deciding to take a much more different approach, I lean my closer to her face. Her eyes widen at my sudden change in moods and I smirk.

"Hmm, where did my good girl go?" I whisper and her eyes widen.

Gotcha.

I might as well defuse the situation now and teach her a lesson later.

Her lips part and drop my hand down to her neck. "I'm still your good girl," she whispers shakily. She swallows so hard I can feel the lump sliding down her throat.

Choosing to tease her, I leave a small trail of butterfly kisses along her jaw, neck, and collarbone, getting a few sweet moans from her.

"Ok, now be my good girl and go get dressed," I whisper into her skin before pulling away.

Nyx's thighs are pressed against each other very tightly and her eyes lowered in lust, her lips parted too.

"Enzo, aren't you going to–"

"Come on," I dismiss her urges while grabbing a few of the shopping bags from the floor and handing them to her.

She reluctantly takes the bags from my hands and looks down at our feet. I know what she wants, but I know she isn't in the best state of mind.

"Go get some clothes on."

She turns around and tries walking away, but I grab her free hand and pull her back into my chest. The towel slides further down her chest, her breasts almost exposed, but not quite.

"Also..." I start while eyeing her body over the towel.

My eyes meet her beautiful eyes again and I move my head closer to her face. She breathes in heavily and her eyes dart down to my lips.

I'm not going to kiss her, at least not now. I pull away a bit to put some distance between our faces.

"Don't you dare roll your eyes or we'll have an issue baby." She nods and I smirk. "And don't walk around this place like this every again," I continue, annoyed with the fact that Nicola and Angelo saw her like this.

She nods which makes me happy.

"I'm the only one who is going to see you like this from now on, ok?"

It takes a second, but she nods and I smile before letting go of her hand.

Once she's in her room I release a breath I didn't even know I was keeping in. I take a step forward and groan when I suddenly feel uncomfortable.

"Cazzo dell'inferno, debole," I mutter to myself while adjusting my shorts.

[Fucking hell, weak]

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What brought on this little attitude of hers?