*Slight Mature Content* (Smut) Skip where the * begins and ends if you don't want to read it.

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Arya's POV -

I eventually drifted off to sleep after James stayed with me for a few hours.

He had finally left after talking for so long claiming 'the princess needs her sleep.' And I didn't argue with that since I was so exhausted.

Now here I was Saturday morning sprawled out across the couch with Rome laying behind me, his arms wrapped around me tightly.

It was raining out today. Actually, it looked like a huge storm was coming since the winds were picking up. So we decided to have a relaxing day which is exactly what I needed.

James and Elijah had apparently left early this morning, so it was just Rome and I.

Our empty plates from breakfast were sitting on the table in front of the couch, and we were now watching a cartoon on TV.

Of course I picked it. I could never imagine Rome watching something like this, but he had no problems with it so I jumped at the opportunity.

I tried to tell my body and mind to relax, but it was hard. Every minute I'd imagine someone hurting mama and papa in some way. And I had no idea who it was.

Rome said that his people were on top of it, whatever that meant. But I'm still worried sick. I just want them safe. Both of them.

"Hey Rome?" I asked, resting my head against his chest and looking up at him.

"Hm?" He replied, his eyes moving from the screen to me. Giving me a small smile, he pecked my forehead making me grin.

James' words from yesterday came into mind.

"What does frick and dump mean?"

He tenses, his arms tightening around my waist while I give him an innocent look.

He clears his throat, "What?"

"Frick and dump..." I say again, tilting my head slightly. "When I was talking to James yesterday he had said you were a frick and dump kind of guy...before you met me. What does that mean?"

I assumed he knew what I meant even though I changed the first word. I didn't like to curse, it was mean.

"Ho intenzione di uccidere quell'uomo, cazzo. Il bastardo." He muttered, running a hand through his hair before it went back to around my waist.

(I'm going to fucking kill that man. The bastard.)

Rome looked slightly uneasy as his brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced out towards the big window behind the TV.

Rain continued to pour and get heavier by every second that went by.

"Baby, before you I was..." He rubbed his chin, trying to gather his thoughts. "I never really had a girlfriend." He said lowly, I barely heard it.

My eyes widened.

"Really?" I question. He's never had a girlfriend?

He nodded, "Sì, I wasn't ever really interested in relationships. I would get with a woman for the night and then that would be it."

"Get with them for the night?" I repeated, trying to understand his words.

"They were never serious, it was just to relieve needs." He seemed to be disgusted with himself as he said that, and he cringed slightly.

Shaking his head, his eyes turned soft when he looked down at me. "But that's until you came along. I never want to let you go."

I squealed when he suddenly lifted me up in arms, turning so my back laid on the couch and he crawled on top of me.

My cheeks flushed when he leaned it to press a kiss to my lips, and I automatically kissed him back.

"So beautiful," He murmured, giving me soft pecks while I giggled in delight.

He slowly kissed around my jaw and traveled towards my neck, making my breathing become erratic.

He had never done this before.

He pressed a soft kiss to the side of my neck making a small noise pass my lips.

Giving me a pretty smirk, his lips went back to my neck and softly sucked making my hand go to his shoulders and grip onto them.

I gasped as his tongue darted out to lick the area before his lips went back to them.

My hips wiggled in delight, and another gasp escaped me when his teeth gently nipped down on my sensitive skin.

He hummed before softly stroking the area with his tongue, soothing the small pinch.

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My whole body felt like it had been lit on fire as his lips pressed all along my neck, like he was treasuring the feeling.

"Rome..." I whispered breathlessly, and I could feel his smirk against my neck.

A weird feeling was starting to rise inside of me, and I had no clue what it was.

"Così carino. Così bella e tutta mia." Rome whispered and I shuddered.

(So pretty. So pretty and all mine.)

His strong hands traveled down my sides and he gripped my hips making another noise escape me.

One of his hands slowly creeped inside of the large t-shirt I was wearing, and I could feel the coolness of his rings as they skimmed over my stomach.

My mouth parted in pleasure as his lips traveled back up my jaw and caught my lips again.

He nibbled on my bottom lip and then what shocked me more was when his tongue slid across it.

This was all new to me, and I had no idea how to react to what I was feeling.

I felt my legs closing but his large frame suddenly got in between them and kept them open.

His hand under my shirt began to creep lower and play with the hem of my shorts.

There was a strong feeling building up in my stomach, something I've never felt before.

Rome gently bit down on my earlobe and muttered, "La mia ragazza innocente."

(My innocent girl.)

My breaths became shaky as my hips shifted up slightly which made the man chuckle and push them back down onto the couch.

"W-Wha-"

"Shh," He cut me off, softly pressing his lips to mine again and then to my cheek.

As the hand near my shorts began to slowly slide under the material, I cried out as an amazing feeling washed over me.

It was euphoric and my body tensed as I welcomed the new desire.

Rome held me tightly to him, his hands now back to stroking my sides as my eyes closed together tightly.

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Soon the feeling died down and I was panting, out of breath from what I just experienced.

My eyes opened and I weakly glanced up to see emerald eyes shining down on me.

They observed me entirely as I continued to try and gather my breathing, and then his perfect lips formed into a smile.

His hand came up to run through my hair, detangling my brown locks.

"Are you okay? Did I do too much?" He questioned quietly and I immediately shook my head.

"No...I just, it felt amazing." I said, my smile becoming brighter.

He chuckled lightly and brushed his knuckles across my cheek making me lean into the feather-like touch.

"Why don't you go change and then come back down here?" Rome asked, giving me a sweet smile.

I was confused for half a second before I realized what he meant, and I blushed before scrambling off the couch and running up the steps.

I could hear his loud laugh and I pouted slightly as I continued up the steps. After a few minutes I was back on the couch.

I was becoming tired yet again, and the low volume of the TV along with the darkness of the room with soothing sounds of rain made me more sleepy.

Not to mention what just...happened.

I yawned and tried to cover it with my mouth, but with the look on Rome's face I knew he caught it.

"Tired?" He asked with a smirk and I gave him a sheepish smile before nodding.

He grabbed the blanket hanging on the end of the couch and laid me on top of him before wrapping us both in the warmth.

I snuggled closer to him, half of my face pressed into his chest, and my eyes closed without me even realizing.

Rome pulled me tighter to him if that was even possible, and I felt a small kiss being pressed to the back of my head.

I fell asleep next to the man that's keeping me stable, not realizing there was a giant storm coming.

And I didn't mean the weather.

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UKNOWN POV -

"Босс, do you think we've scared them enough?"

(Boss.)

The other person on the line hummed.

"Дайте ему еще несколько дней. Я знаю, что ты нетерпелив, но тянуть время - лучшая тактика."

(Give it a few more days. I know you're impatient but dragging it out is the best tactic.)

I swallowed before responding, "Yes boss, what is the plan for the...kidnapping."

There was silence.

"Завтра я отправлю информацию по тексту, чтобы вы могли спланировать."

(I will send out information through text tomorrow for you to plan.)

I sighed shakily, "Yes, sir."

I waited for him to hang up, but he didn't which only raised my anxiety.

"One more thing." He said, and I couldn't stop the goosebumps raising on my arms.

"Yes?"

More silence.

Painful silence.

"Don't screw it up. Ты меня слышишь?"

(You hear me?)

He hung up before I could answer while my eyes were widened.

Sweat trickled down my face but I didn't bother to wipe it away.

Besides this way my only chance to get her.

I wanted her so bad.

And time was ticking...

Slowly.

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Arya's POV -

Monday arrived quickly which was unfortunate. I had been asking Rome a lot of questions lately with how he's finding my parents.

I was either given the response 'my men are working on it', or 'I will handle it.' but that was it.

I was becoming impatient and my anxiety was rising.

How could he possibly find them? Did he even know who had them?

He was refusing to tell me more and it was making me more frustrated.

Luckily school had distracted me for most of the day. My professors decided to assign lots of work for this week.

Like, is that truly necessary? For that much work to be handed out?

As I walked to the same lunch table as usual, imagine my shock when I saw Izzy there before me.

Actually, no. There was someone else there too.

I recognized him as I made my way to them. It was the boy that I ran into in the hall.

Gazing at him with a bit of confusion present on my face, I sat across for the two.

"Hey girl, this is Oliver. I met him on Friday. He apparently doesn't know a lot of people and wanted to sit with us."

My eyes slowly made their way from Izzy back to Oliver.

He gave me a smirk, but it didn't seem very friendly.

Oliver. Why do I recognize that name?

I gave him a small smile, "I swear I've seen you before. I even recognize your name."

His smirk faltered a bit, but then it was back. "Well, you did crash into me."

"You what?" Izzy asked with a laugh.

"Yeah I did, I wasn't paying attention that day." I said, embarrassed.

"It's no worries, I have no problems with it." He gave me a wink and I tensed slightly.

I've been getting a lot of uneasy feelings lately.