I walk across the hallway to her room and knock on the door, and just like the past three hours, she doesn't give me a response.

I know she's awake and that she can hear me loud and clear, but she's choosing my to ignore me.

I knock on the door a bit harder, getting annoyed by her silent treatment, and she still doesn't open the door.

"Amore," I call out to her. I stand by the door, just hoping she comes out.

When I was told that women can hold a grudge, I didn't think Nyx would be like this.

After a minute or so she still doesn't answer the door, crushing the last bit of hope I had left.

I sigh heavily and walk away from the door. She has to eventually talk to me so I'll just wait her out.

She needs my permission and palm print to leave the penthouse so if she doesn't want talk to me now then we will stay here until she chooses to speak to me.

I walk down the stairs and turn down the hallway that leads to the kitchen. The sound of plates hitting the counter confuses me. I walk a bit faster and smile when I enter the kitchen to see her slipping two sunny side up eggs into a plate.

"Amore," I sigh out of relief as I walk up to her. She lifts her head up with a blank expression on her face before looking back down at the plate of breakfast.

I try to hug her but she holds up the metal spatula, lifting it up to my throat. She pushes it forward, hesitating for a moment to actually press against my throat.

"Don't touch me," she seethes as she backs away from me. She lowers the spatula and glares at me for a second before turning around. She places the dirty dishes into the sink then turns to the fridge.

She pulls out a carton of orange juice and looks through the cabinets for a glass. She finds one and unscrews the cap of the juice. She pours the orange juice into the tall glass before screwing the cap back onto the carton.

"Here you go," she says while sliding the glass of orange juice closer to me. I look at my breakfast with a frown then back up at her. "I'm going back to my room. Enjoy breakfast Vincenzo."

Hearing her say my full name like that, rubs me the wrong way.

"You can't seriously be angry at me," I grumble while stepping around the island. She's being a bit too dramatic about something so small.

It's not like I lied to her or cheated on her so I don't see the point of her being so angry at me.

"I'm not angry at you," she lies without batting an eye. "There's nothing to be angry about."

"You are lying to me," I say while narrowing my eyes at her.

"Ok, maybe I'm mad, but not just at you Vincenzo!" She raises her voice while folding her arms. "I said no sex and–"

"Amore, we didn't have–"

"Yes we didn't have sex, but I also said no sexual acts. What we did last night went against what I said and what you promised to do," she sighs while unfolding her arms. She hugs her small body and looks down at the floor.

"But–"

"I'm not blaming you, I guess. I just thought both you and I should've stopped what we were doing when we had the chance," she explains while lifting her head.

"Amore, but what we did was normal for couples. I understand I went against what I said but can you tell me that you didn't enjoy a single moment of it?"

If she says she didn't like what happened between us last night then I don't know what I'm going to do or even say to her.

"I... did."

"Then come here and have breakfast with me," I say while pulling the stool next to mine back. "We won't go any further than what happened last night until you are comfortable enough, neonata."

She hugs herself for a few seconds before sagging her shoulders. She slowly makes it over to me and sit down next to me.

I push my fork and the plate of food closer to her and wait for her to begin eating. She looks down at the food then back up at me with a simper. "So you aren't feeding me today?" She giggles while shaking her head.

I smile at her giggling face as I lift my fork up.

My amore.

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I watch her with a smile as she walks into the living room with a large bowl of chips. She convinced me to not go to work today and to try and relax with her for the rest of the afternoon.

I don't mind missing work to stay here with her, she's worth it.

"What are we going to watch?" She asks as she slumps down next to me. I take the bowl from her hands and place it on the coffee table.

"Anything you want, I don't really do movies," I say with a shrug and she frowns, her brows creased closely together.

My eyes fall down to her chest, her medium sized breasts perfectly sitting in her black sports bra. She's only swearing a pair of shorts and her bra, a look I approve of for our daily lives.

It took me a while to convince to let me see her without a shirt but when she took it off, my eyes kept going down to her breasts.

I pull her closer to my chest so she's laying right ontop of me, between my legs. She balances her head on my chest with her chin.

She pouts her lips a little and I lean forward, innocently pecking them like a middle school kid. I wrap my arms around her tiny waist and she snakes her arms around my body.

Her skin is warm and I just love feeling her on me like this. I don't want to do something like this with anyone else but her, she's the woman for me, I finally understand that now.

I'm not looking to play around with her, I want to be something serious with her. I just hope she feels the same.

The elevator dings and we both look over at the golden doors to see who is coming in. I try to get up to enter the code for the elevator but the golden doors begin to slide to the sides.

"Zia!"

Her eyes widen at the realisation of who is coming in. Nyx is up and off my body in under a second as she races up the stairs. Paolo runs in with big eyes, excited to see his aunt but he soon frowns when he doesn't see her.

He looks around the room once more and folds his arms when he doesn't see my amore. "Where is my zia?" He asks while walking over to the couch I'm currently laying on.

He jumps up onto the couch and looks at me with those dark eyes, eyes he got from my stupid younger brother. Lorenzo made a couple of mistakes while growing up but Paolo isn't one of them.

"I'm here!" She shouts from the top of the staircase while struggling to push her left arm into the sleeve of my white shirt. "Your zia is here baby!" She shouts while running down the stairs.

She already loves him and that just makes me want her even more. She doesn't know much of my family but she's so accepting of them.

My family absolutely loves her and want her to be my regina. I'm just waiting for the right time to actually bring up the whole marriage thing.

Nyx is still young and she hasn't seen much of the outside world so she might just think getting married to me will restrict her from doing things people her age do.

And to be honest, it will.

I won't let her out of my sight for a second. I already have her personal bodyguards telling me her every move when I'm gone so if she were to go out and do things people her age do, I would go mad.

I used to be a crazy teenager and I did anything and everything. Nyx is the opposite, she missed so much of her teenage life and I know she craves to try a few things she missed out on.

If she does agree to marry me now then I'm obviously going to become more protective of her because people who are against me will be after her.

I'm honestly not going to let her do the things teenagers do, it's just going to mess up the girl I'm with right now. It's selfish but it's the truth.

I don't want her to go out to college parties that are crowded with horny college boys. I don't want her to be surrounded by things like drugs, alcohol, smoking and just sex craving people.

I just don't want the world to taint the purity of what is mine.

"Ciao zia," my nephew chimes while hopping closer to my beautiful girlfriend. She opens her arms and leans down a bit.

Paols leaps up into her arms and she almost falls over but is able to adjust to his weight quickly. "You smell like uncle Vince," he says into her chest and she giggles while ruffling his hair.

"She's already wearing your clothes," my youngest brother, Matteo, says as he sits down on the couch furthest away from me. "What's next? A wedding ring?" He laughs but I know he's curious on me proposing.

"Maybe," I say with a smirk and he smiles. Lorenzo sits down next to Matteo while Nyx carries Paolo in her arms to the couch.

She sits down and he gets comfortable in her lap. "Zia?" She hums in response while running her hand through his dark hair. "Papà says you are going to be the new regina, is it true?" Paolo asks while leaning his head against her chest.

She smiles down at my nephew before looking up at me with a warry look. "I'm not sure, we will talk about it later, ok?" She says to him and he nods but I think that was directed more at me.

"So tell me Paolo, how old are you?" She asks and he lifts his head from her chest.

"I'm ten," he answers and her eyes widen. "I'm a big boy zia," he chimes and she only smiles at him.

La mia bellezza nera.

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Ohhhhh even the kid wants her to be the regina, what is Vincenzo going to do about this?