I didn't want to leave after the little interaction Nyx, but I got a call from work so I've been gone for quite a while.

I lift my hand from the palm scanner and the elevator doors open.

Sighing to myself, I walk into the penthouse, more tired than usual.

When I was out at work, my father and uncle, Riccardo's father, popped in for a quick visit to check on things in the mafia, but they mostly came to question me about Nyx.

My mother has been telling my entire family all about my relationship with Nyx and now everyone is more than eager to meet the woman that has me wrapped around her finger.

I've never brought a woman home and I've never thought of bringing one home to be honest.

I knew I had to get married at some point to produce the next heir, but that's all my wife was going to be, a woman that produced my heir.

With Nyx, having children is on the list, but it isn't why I want to marry her. I can see myself spending the rest of my life with her.

Rather than having a loveless marriage that most Mafia men have, I want one like the one my parents have.

"Amore!" I shout as I walk towards the staircase.

"What!" She shouts back from one of the rooms upstairs and I frown a bit because her tone carries a bit of annoyance in it.

I walk to my bedroom instead of her room because I want to shower before spending some time with her.

I pull my coat off my body and toss it onto my bed, the rest of my clothing articles following.

With only my boxers on my body, I walk to my bathroom and swicth the light on. I notice how my things have been moved and rearranged, telling me that Nyx was in here while I was gone.

I don't mind she was in here while I wasn't in the penthouse. I want her to feel as comfortable as she can while we stay here.

I turn the shower on and wait for the room to fill with a bit of steam.

The mirror fogs up faster than expected and I slip out of my underwear. I step into the shower and let the water slide down my skin.

"Vincenzo!" Nyx shouts from the other side of the door and I shut the shower off to hear her better.

"Sí?"

"Who the fuck is Laura?"

"What?"

"Some woman was here earlier, claiming to be your girlfriend," she says just loud enough for me to hear and my eyes widen. "You done fucked up," she says and a second later I hear the door to my bedroom slam shut.

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I get out of the shower and wrap my towel around my waist, throwing another one onto my head as I dry off my hair.

Nyx is probably fuming wherever she is right now.

I step out of the bathroom into my cool bedroom and go straight to my walk in closet to quickly some clothes on to fix whatever is going on.

I grab a pair of sweatpants from the shelf as my phone begins to ring in my bedroom.

The ringing stops too soon and my brows furrow out of confusion. I quickly slip on a pair of underwear then my pants as I toss my towels to the side.

"Hello?" My eyes widen when I see Nyx sitting in the middle of my bed with my phone pressed against her ear. "Who is this?" She asks the person on the other end.

I walk closer to hear the voice of a woman and turn around to go back to my walk in closet. I pick my towels up from the floor and walk out of the closet.

"Excuse me? You called his phone and you have the audacity to call me names?" She seethes into the phone, completely ignoring me.

I hang my towels up in the bathroom before switching the light off and closing the door.

Nyx glares at the wall in front of her as she listens to whatever the woman is saying. Her eyes move to me and she scowls. I raise my hands up in defence and she rolls her eyes.

"Listen here you little bitch, stop calling his phone." There's a long pause in which Nyx's expression shows her boiling anger.

"Ok, you fucking slut, stop callin' him. He got a woman now and he don't need a hoe like you," her accent and dialect completely changes as she speaks.

I watch as her left eye begins to twitch and her lip does the same. "I know this ain't the first time you call him. Now, stop being a hoe wit' my man before I find you and crack your skull open."

She pulls the phone away from her ear and presses the red button, ending the call with that threat.

"Hey amore," I say while sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Who the fuck is Hannah?" She spits while tossing my phone closer to me. "All she been is call your damn phone," she hisses while getting up from my bed.

Her tone is completely different and to be honest, she sounds hot.

"She's just some woman who doesn't want to leave me alone."

"Why do you still have her number?" She asks while folding her arms.

Her usually sweet and innocent demeanor changes into a powerful one and I smirk at this.

"I forgot to delete it," I say with a shrug and she scoffs.

"You is a lie," she grits while pointing an accusing finger at me.

"I'm serious, I'll delete it now if you want amore," I say and she nods while lowering her finger.

I unlock my phone and delete Hannah's number contacts, deleting a bunch of other women's numbers too.

"Done."

"Who the fuck is Laura then?"

"I don't even remember to be honest," I chuckle and she scoffs. "I'm being honest. I haven't been with a woman in years."

"Sure," she grits while getting up from my bed. I grab her wrist to pull her back, but she yanks her wrist out of my grasp. "I ain't got time for this."

"But I didn't do anything," I reason while getting up. "They are just women I don't even remember."

"But they had the time to come over here and even call you non stop," she argues and I run my hand through my hair out of frustration.

"That doesn't mean shit!"

"It does! These women are going to keep popping in because they think you are available!"

Before I even respond, I smile a bit. "Are you jealous?"

"No," she scoffs while folding her arms. "I just don't like random women calling you and coming here like they own the place" she huffs while looking to the side.

"It's really not a big deal."

She rolls her tongue in mouth before turning around. "I'm going to bed," she mutters and quick walks out.

I follow her out of the room, but she is in her room before I can follow her in. I attempt to open the door, but it's locked.

"No! We are not going to sleep like this!" I shout while banging against the door. "Amore!" I bang on the door harder, but she doesn't unlock it.

I really don't want her to go to bed angry at me, especially over something like this. "You can't go to bed angry at me!"

"Watch me!"

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Turn of events from the original chapter.

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