THE MAFIA'S LITTLE PRINCESS

SOMEWHERE IN ITALY•

Cassano's Residence**

"You cheat!" Diamond accused frowning hard at her husband who was busy laughing his a** out. "If you don't stop laughing I will have no choice than to shove your d**k inside that mouth of yours." She threatened.

Mikhail stopped laughing and gulped hard, acting to be scared.

She was the only one bold enough to talk to him in that manner.

She was the only one he's ready to kill thousands for. Actually, she made him do the opposite instead.

She hates it when he kills so he rarely do that.

He gave his enemies chances to redeem themselves.

And it's all because of her. His one and only Diamond.

"Stand up." She demanded.

"What?"

"I said you should stand up, who knows maybe you've hidden one of your cards there."

"Come on Amore, we both know I'm good in cards game."

"So am I. I remember beating your a** countless times."

"Well actually, I let you beat my a** those times." He shrugged, taking a sip of martini.

"Then why didn't you let me win this time around?"

"Uh... Because I want my beautiful princess to see how great her father is." He winked.

Diamond rolled her eyes, scoffing. "She's still in my stomach, big head. Wait, come to think of it, you didn't only beat me in this game..." She dramatically gasped. "You likewise beat your unborn child." She ran her palm over her big belly, pouting. "She must be very sad now."

"Stop it." Mikhail feigned annoyance.

"You are one heartless husband and father." She sighed, acting to be depressed. "Don't worry pumpkin, mummy won't do something like that to you. Mummy will always let you win in every game."

Mikhail groaned. "Stop making me feel like the bad guy."

She stared at him through her long lashes. "You are the bad guy."

"Argh!" Mikhail glanced down at his wife's belly then slowly averted his gaze to the game on the table. "What am I suppose to do now?"

"Pick up the card you dropped and go to market." She batted her lashes, smirking deviously that her plan is working.

"You are the cheat here, you know." Mikhail collected the card he used to win the game and went to general market.

She fake gasped. "Did you just call your beautiful wife and obviously beautiful daughter a cheat?"

"Of course not. It was definitely a slip of tongue."

"Good boy." She dropped her last card and grinned in victory. "I win."

"Tsk, good for you."

"Hey come on, stop being so jealous. Don't worry I will let you win tomorrow or some other time."

"What an irony!" He chuckled softly, coming up to his feet.

"Where are you going?" Diamond asked, looking up at her husband.

"To see the beach. Wanna come?" He extended his hand for her to take.

"Hmm." She hummed and grabbed hold of his outstretched hand and let him pull her up. "I feel so...heavy."

"Let me help."

Before Diamond could process what's going on, Mikhail rounded the table and lifted her up in his arms _bridal style_

"Oh my God, drop me down, Mikhail." She squealed.

"No." He answered sternly, walking towards the car prepared down for them.

"Am I not too heavy?" She asked, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Damn, you really are." He joked in attempt to get a reaction from her which he sure did.

She smacked his head upside down.

"You son of a b*tch."

Mikhail laughed. "What did I do?" He whined like a child.

"Weren't you taught never to tease a pregnant woman?"

"I'm sorry."

"You keep apologizing whenever you do something wrong." She huffed as he dropped her at the backseat of the car. "But of course I will always keep forgiving you." She placed a soft kiss on his lips. Mikhail was going to kiss her back when she pulled away, smiling. "You are suppose to take this pregnant woman to see the beach not make out with her at the backseat of your car."

"You are so unpredictable." He smirked, shutting the door closed then rounded the car and entered, sitting down beside her.

"You can't blame me." Diamond shrugged. "Ricco?" She called out to the driver.

"Yes, Mrs Cassano?" He turned back to look at her, smiling.

She smiled back. "I just wanted to be sure you are the one taking us to see the beach."

"If it isn't me then who?" He said jokingly.

"I know right? I really love how you drive." She leaned back on the cool expensive leather seat, resting her head on her husband's shoulder. "It makes me feel at ease and safe."

"I'm honoured." Ricco said as he started the car and drove out of the large compound.

"When I give birth, I will like you to be my daughter's personal driver."

"Oh my, thank you so much, ma'am." He excitedly said, grinning from ear to ear. "I will forever be devoted to the cassano's."

"You are a good man, Ricco. Now that I think about it, your name kinda sounds like Ricki. I love it."

Mikhail loudly cleared his throat, interrupting their conversation. "Weren't you taught never to compliment other men in the presence of your husband?"

Diamond laughed, wrapping her arms around his toned body. "I'm sorry, honey pie."

He placed a warm kiss at the top of her head, wrapping his strong arms around her body and pulling her closer to himself.

"I can't stay mad at you for too long and you are using that to your advantage."

"What do you expect from a smart pregnant woman. They say, 'you use their weakness to get what you want.'" They both laughed. "I love you, my Italian Mafia."

"I love you more than life itself, my queen."

"Aww, that's so sweet." Ricco cooed, earning loud laughter from the both of them. "You two will make a wonderful parents."

"We will." They both said in unison, smiling straight into each other's eyes.

*****

SOMEWHERE IN LA

BFF's APARTMENT_Diamond's bedroom**

A soft knock came on the door.

"Yes, come in." Diamond said from inside.

The door flung open and Zara peeked her head through.

"Hey babe!"

"Hi."

"Busy?"

Diamond nodded her head at her laptop. "As you can see."

"Still on that chapter?"

"Yes."

"You should eat. Come downstairs, Ayden made us breakfast."

"I will eat by the time I'm done with this chapter, okay?"

"Ayden wouldn't want that. Come on." Zara urged.

"I have to get this chapter over with, Zara. My editor have been anticipating on it for over two days now. I can't keep her waiting for too long."

"But you have to eat."

"I will. I promise."

Zara sighed and walked away.

Diamond continued typing away on her laptop when the door burst open and Ayden walked in.

"Really, Ayden?"

"What?"

"Do I need to remind you that you forgot to knock, or what?"

Ayden rolled his eyes. "Why did you turn us down?"

Diamond frowned. "When did I do that?"

"Didn't you tell Zara that you don't want to eat?"

"Is that what she told you?"

"Maybe not, but there's no difference with what I just said."

"There is."

"Whatever. Listen, I know you've been going through writer's block but that doesn't mean you shouldn't eat."

"Ayden, I will eat. Like I said, I just want to get this chapter done with. Can you get out of my room now, so I can concentrate?"

"Never." Ayden grabbed hold of her hand and pulled her up to her feet. "You are going to be eating breakfast with us and that's final."

"Ayden..." Diamond whined.

"You are welcome, honey."

••••

Downstairs**

"You succeeded." Zara said from the dinner table.

"Don't you trust me again?"

They laughed aside from Diamond who was scowling at them.

"I've dished out everyone's food." Zara sat down. "Come on, Diamond."

Diamond rolled her eyes, sitting down beside Zara. She took off her glasses and dropped them on the table.

"If I don't finish that chapter today, I will curse you both."

"You love us so much to do that, baby." Ayden winked. "Just shut up and eat your damn food."

They ate in silent until Zara broke it with a clear of her throat.

"Diamond,"

"Yeah?"

"Um..." Zara nervously scratched the back of her neck.

"Are you okay?" Ayden asked in concern.

"Uh...yeah. Sure. I'm okay."

"Why is your face pale and why are you so nervous? Is something wrong?" Diamond asked.

"Whatever I say, don't be mad at me, okay?"

Diamond furrowed her brows. "Did you read my story behind my back again?"

"Of course not."

"Did you wear my cloth without my permission?"

"Really? And even if I did, why will I be nervous to tell you?"

"So what did you do?" Diamond asked.

They heard a knock on the door.

"Is any one of you expecting a guest?" Ayden questioned.

Zara audibly gulped.

"I...am." She rose, her gaze were fixed on Diamond. "I'm sorry." She mouthed and rushed to the door.

Diamond frowned, exchanging glance with Ayden who likewise had a deep frown on his face.

"Are you sure she's okay?"

Diamond shook her head. "I don't think so."

Few seconds later, Zara returned with a woman and a boy of five years old.

Diamond sprung up to her feet as soon as she saw them.

"What's going on?" She asked Zara.

"I'm sorry for not telling you on time." Zara apologized.

"What's going on here?" Diamond repeated, avoiding gazes with the little kid.

"You didn't tell her?" The woman asked Zara.

"No. I didn't have the chance to."

"Oh. Anyway, I should be on my way now. Uhm, Diamond, right?" The woman asked.

"Uh...yeah?"

"Thanks so much for accepting to look after my son. I really appreciate." She smiled. "I will send your money over to Zara's account if you don't mind. And don't worry, Kyle is a good boy." She reassured.

"Wait." Diamond chimed in. "Who did you say is looking after your son?"

"You?"

"No." Diamond shook her head, backing away. "No way. I don't remember agreeing to look after a child."

"Zara?"

"Don't worry, I will talk to her." Zara said to the woman. "Um Diamond, can we speak in private."

"Yes.I think that's a very good idea. Let's go and speak in private." Diamond stormed in the kitchen alongside Zara.

Ayden shook his head an huffed dramatically, taking a bite of chicken.

"How are you, kid?"

"I'm fine, adult." Kyle scoffed.

"Rude. I see." Ayden remarked. "Diamond hate kids and now she has to take care of a rude one, tsk." He murmured.

•••••

Kitchen**

"How could you?"

"I'm sorry."

"Saying sorry won't cut out for anything, Zara. I am not taking care of any kid so you better go out there and look for another person to do the nanny work."

"Diamond, that woman is a colleague of mine. She has been absent from work because of her child. She needs a nanny urgently."

"And do I look like one to you?"

"No, of course not. But can you do me the favor. She's going to pay handsomely for the job, trust me."

"Trust you?" She shook her head. "It's me you shouldn't trust with a kid. I don't care how much she's going to pay because I am not doing it."

"Diamond..." Zara called pleadingly.

"I'm serious, Zara. I am not doing it. Besides I have tons of work to do. The last thing I want is to have a kid around frustrating the living daylight out of me. I can't do it." Diamond said in finality, stepping out of the kitchen.

Zara let out a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair.

'What was I even expecting? I know well enough that she wouldn't do it. Gosh.' Zara thought to herself.

*****

•ITALY•

Back To Cassano's Residence**

Mikhail tiptoed inside his room and quietly shut the door closed.

The lights were turned off which only means one thing; His queen was already asleep.

She must be very stressed out after the long walk at the beach.

F**k, he wished he cuddled her to sleep instead. Well it's not too late for that, is it?

He walked into the adjoined bathroom and had a quick shower. As soon as he was done with that, he went back to bed and pulled his wife into his arms for a warm cuddle.

She readjusted, making herself comfortable in his arms.

She was perfect.

Mikhail smiled as he stared down at her beautiful face, looking for any imperfections but he saw none.

How could one be this perfect? He always ask himself that very question whenever he looked at her.

His right hand moved down and rested on her big belly, he ran his palm in circular motion around it, grinning from ear to ear.

His life is perfect with her. She made him complete and he won't ask God for anything else because having Diamond, his wife was like having the whole world. What more can he possibly wish for?

"If you keep looking at me like that, I will start thinking I'm ugly." She said without opening her eyes.

Mikhail chuckled. "You're awake."

"I couldn't sleep without you." She opened her eyes now, staring up at him. "Where have you been?"

He shrugged, playing with her golden hair with his fingers. "Working."

"I thought Marcello was to take care of everything?"

"He was."

She frowned. "So why else did you leave? You know I can't stay a day without you."

"You only stayed for forty minutes without me."

"That doesn't still make a different." She pouted.

"Come on, stop being such a big baby." He laughed.

"Oh really?" She looked down at her stomach. "Baby, daddy said mummy should stop being such a big baby...what should I say to him?"

Mikhail laughed harder, throwing his head back while still holding her against his chest.

"She's mad at you for saying that to me. And will you stop laughing now?" Diamond playful smacked Mikhail on the chest.

"Okay. I will stop laughing." He gulped and cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, my love." He looked down at his wife's stomach. "I'm sorry, my little princess."

"Oh my God, she just kicked." Diamond squealed.

"Really?" Mikhail placed his hand on her stomach to feel the movement. And indeed his little princess kicked again.

"Aww, I think she accepts your apology."

"I love you so much, my little princess." He leaned his face closer to his wife's belly and placed a gentle kiss on it. "Daddy promise to protect you and mummy at all cost, okay?"

The baby kicked again, making both parents laugh.

"You will make a great daddy, Mikhail." Diamond said softly as Mikhail lay back on the bed, drawing her closer into his arms.

"And you will make a great mummy, Amore."

It was silent between the two of them until she spoke again.

"Honey pie?"

"Yes?" He replied, drawing small circles in her arms, sending down goosebumps.

"Can you promise me something?"

"Anything for you."

"If anything ever happens to me..."

"Wait, what?" He tensed up.

"Shhh, listen to what I have to say first." She said pleadingly.

"Okay?" He slowly relaxed.

"If anything ever happens to me during labor...please," She looked up at him. "save our child."

"Nothing will ever happen to you, Diamond. Nothing." He said sternly.

"Hey, calm down big man." She smiled. "I was only saying. Of course nothing will happen to you , Diamond. Nothing." He said sternly.

"Hey, calm down big man." She smiled. "I was only saying. Of course nothing will happen to me or our baby." She sighed. "I will love her with all of my heart. Provide her with whatever she wants. She will be my everything...just like you are."

"I promise to love you and our child unconditionally. I will protect you two with my life. I love you so much, my queen."

"I love you too, my Italian king."

They both connected their lips and kissed passionately, sealing their love and promises.

[BEAUTIFUL LOVSOMEWHERE IN LA

BFFs APARTMENT**

"Did you really expected her to agree into babysitting a kid?"

"I didn't but I just...what was I even thinking?" Zara face palmed herself.

"Even if you put a gun to her head, Diamond won't babysit. She would rather look after mice."

"What? She hates them?"

"Exactly my point." Ayden said.

"Ugh. How are we going to help her, huh?"

"That's mission impossible, girl." He stared down at his phone and sighed. "I'm off."

"To work?"

"Today is my day off."

"So where are you headed to?"

Ayden rolled his eyes. "And when did you start monitoring my movement? Focus on yourself and stop poke-nosing."

"Jerk." Zara muttered.

"Thanks for the compliment." He winked and walked out through the front door.

Diamond descended the stairs, scrolling through her phone.

She walked past Zara and went inside the kitchen.

Zara followed her.

"I said I'm sorry."

Diamond ignored her.

"Are you going to keep ignoring me?"

No answer.

"The woman already left with her kid."

No answer.

"Diamond..."

No answer.

"Okay, I think this is getting out of hand. I'm sorry, Diamond. I really am. I promise never to pull something like this again."

Diamond looked away from her phone screen to Zara's face.

A smile appeared on Zara's face. "I'm sorry." She apologized for the umpteenth time.

Diamond let out a deep breath. "You should never do something like that again. Never."

"I promise."

"You know how much I hate kids. They make my skin crawl." She cringed.

"Uh...but kids are beautiful." Zara pointed out.

"No, they are frustrating."

"But that's what makes them beautiful."

"I don't f**king give a f**k. And why are you lecturing me on kids now? You want to bring in another kid for me to babysit, is that it?" Diamond raised a brow at her friend.

Zara quickly shook her head. "Of course not. I promise not to do something like that again. Really."

"Whatever." They walked out of the kitchen. "Are you not going to work?"

"It's not yet time for my shift. Seeing you out of your room, it seems like you are done with the chapter." Zara observed.

Diamond grinned. "Luckily. Took me years though."

"You are really trying, honestly. I can't even imagine myself sitting down in one spot for hours while constructing words of 3,000 or more." She popped up her thumb finger. "You are a true legend."

Diamond giggled. "You are so funny. Though, I know I'm a true legend."

They heard a knock.

"Where is Ayden?"

"He went out but didn't tell me where. Maybe he's the one at the door."

"Doesn't he have his keys with him?"

"You know how forgetful that boy is. Let me go check." Zara offered as she walked to the door.

She unlocked and opened it.

"Oh. Hi." She greeted, stepping aside for the guest to enter.

Felix walked in, smirking.

"Where is she?" He asked.

"In the living room." Zara replied.

They both strolled to the living room and saw Diamond there.

"Hey babe!" Felix said cheerfully.

"Babe!" Diamond ran towards him and jumped into his arms, smiling widely.

"How is my favorite baby doing?"

Diamond dropped down on both feet. "She's doing great. I miss you so much, babe. When did you return?"

He shrugged. "Few hours ago?"

"Aw. You should be at home resting." Diamond pouted.

"I can't. I have to see my baby first before resting. You come first, honey." He winked.

Diamond blushed.

Zara cleared her throat, grabbing their attentions. "I will be leaving for work."

"But your shift..."

"Don't worry." Zara cut her off. "I know how much you two misses each other. Have fun but," She gave them a warning look. "use protection."

"Get out." Diamond said in between laughter.

Zara blew a kiss at her before rushing out of the house.

Felix wrapped his arms around Diamond's waist and pulled her close to himself.

"I miss you, baby." He muttered, kissing her neck.

Diamond sucked in a breath, wrapping her arms around his neck, drawing him impossibly closer to herself.

"I miss you more."

"Do you know how hard it was for me to stay away from you for that long? I almost died."

Diamond chuckled. "Stop exaggerating."

"I'm dead serious." He kissed her jaw, collar-bone, and shoulder blade.

"mmm-hmm." She hummed not finding the right words to use.

"I want to make love to you baby." He walked them towards a couch, not letting go of her until she fell backwards onto the chair.

Felix hovered over her, massaging her bre*sts and b*tt cheeks.

Diamond moaned, arching her back.

"Then...make love to me." She uttered.

"I will...baby. I will."

•••••

TWENTY MINUTES LATER;

Worst f**ker of the year goes to Felix.

Diamond looked sideways at him and found him sleeping peacefully.

She looked down at her naked body and groaned, coming up to her feet.

She grabbed his shirt from the floor and wore it over her naked body and then went into the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of chilled water and took a large gulp.

She wasn't satisfied. She's still very h*rny but too bad her dear boyfriend is tired and fast asleep after f**king her for twenty minutes.

Diamond love Felix so much and she has been with him for seven good years but their s*x life was...awfully beautiful. Does that even make any sense?

She's very loyal and would never cheat on Felix no matter what but sometimes she wish she could just go out there and find that hunk man who will ride her into her world of fantasy.

'Ugh, my novels are driving me crazy.' She thought to herself, pouring herself another glass of water.

She craved for a good s*x so badly. A s*x that will leave her satisfied and at the same time wanting more. Felix can't do that and too bad she won't be able to experience it for the rest of her life because she's stuck with him. Don'they it wrong, she doesn't regret being with him. She loves him and nothing will ever change that.

Diamond drank the water and dropped the empty cup on the counter table. She walked back to the living room and went upstairs when she still found Felix sleeping.

She sat down on her bed and took out her laptop, she scrolled through her list of movies and clicked on a adult film.

She plugged in her earphone and started watching the scene.

She find herself getting wet. She pushed the shirt up to her belly and inserted two fingers inside her honeypot. She moaned, throwing her head backwards as she began fingering herself.

This wasn't enough satisfaction but at least it was better than what Felix did.

*****

•ITALY•

The Cassano's Residence**

"Cosa hai intenzione do fare al riguardo, capo?" (What are you going to do about it, boss?) Marcello questioned, clenching his jaw.

Mikhail let out a deep breath, running his hands through his black hair.

"è la cosa giusta ucciderlo, prendere in mano le sue proprietà, compreso il suo popolo e renderli schiavi ma," (It's the right thing to kill him, take over his properties including his people and make them slaves but,)

Marcello studied his boss's face. "Quindi cosa vi ferma, sirgnore?" (So what's stopping you, sir?)

Mikhail rose to his feet and rounded the table to stand in front of Marcello, his right hand man.

"Sai perche, Marcello." (You know why, Marcello)

"Per la signora Cassano?" (Because of Mrs Cassano?) He questioned.

Mikhail sighed as he leaned against his desk, folding his arms over his chest. "Le ho promesso...oltre ad Armando e' un amico fidato." (I promised her... besides Octavius is a trusted friend)

The frown on Marcello's face deepened and he clenched his fist in annoyance.

What's stopping his boss from taking the right step? Because of his stupid promise with his wife? They are mafias for f**k sake!

How are they going to protect their women and children, their properties, everything that belongs to them if they don't do what's right?

And how can his boss still tag that useless man as a trusted friend after his betrayal?

"Un amico che ti ha tradito non solo una volta, ma due volte! Capo, non passiamo lasciarlo andare così facilmente. Dite solo la parola e sa." (A friend who betrayed you not just once but twice! Boss, we can't let him off so easily. Just say the word and it will be done.)

Marcello was right.

Mikhail knows the right thing to do but he's only afraid of breaking the promise he made to his dearest wife.

She hates it when he kills people and him on the other hand, hates to see his wife sad.

"Marcello, lasciarlo andare." (Marcello, let him go.)

"Capo..."

Mikhail cuts him off. "Non parliamo di questo, ok?" (Let's not talk about this again, okay?)

"Sei sicuro che sarà una buona idea? Siamo mafie ed è normale per noi punire I reati. Sono sicuro che la signora Cassano capirà." (Are you sure this will be a good idea? We are mafias and it is normal for us to punish offenders. I'm sure Mrs Cassano will understand.)

"MARCELLO! Ho detto che non dovremmo parlarne di più." (MARCELLO! I said we shouldn't talk about this again.)

Marcello clenched his fist tightly, holding in his anger.

How will they be feared and respected by other mafias if their boss keep being such a softie?

Other mafias sees them as weaklings and damnit, Marcello is doing everything possible not to go behind his boss's back and kill all of them.

He nodded his head and said, "Ok, Capo. Spero che non vi pentirete di questa decisione." (Okay, boss. I hope you don't regret this decision.) He bowed his head in respect and left the office.

As soon as Marcello closed the door behind him, leaving just Mikhail in his office, he screamed at the top of his lungs knocking off the stuffs on his desk.

"Fottertì!" (F**k!).

He punched his fist on the desk continually, groaning in anger and frustration.

How can his own friend betray him like this?

This wasn't the first but the second f**king time.

He needs to teach him a lesson but how can he when he obviously don't want to break the promise he made to his wife, Diamond.

He stared out of the window, looking like one who just climbed down from the mountain.

His hair fell to his face as sweat rolled down to his body.

He needs to calm the f**k down.

He took out a packet of cigarettes and pulled out one stick. He placed it between his lips and grabbed his favorite golden lighter but didn't flick it on.

He just stared down at the lighter for some seconds before dropping it down on his desk. He broke the stick of cigarette he had placed between his lips and stepped out of his office to find his comfort. The only person that can calm him down without even trying.

He got closer to their room door _Two guards were guiding the door when he got there_ He nodded at them with a straight face indirectly asking them to leave. They got the hint and walked away.

Mikhail was about to reach out to the doorknob when he heard her beautiful voice from inside making a smile appear on his face.

"torte al meile? No, that doesn't sound right." She cleared her throat. "Let me try again. torte al mi...mi..."

Mikhail laughed as he opened the door and stepped in.

"torta al miele." (Honey pie). He corrected, still laughing.

"torta al miele." She repeated, grinning from ear to ear as she rose to her feet. "You can stop laughing now."

And he did. He stopped laughing. He doesn't want to make her sad or angry. That's the last thing he wanted to do right now.

He shrugged off the white shirt he was wearing. "cosa stai facendo?" (What are you doing?)

Diamond might be worst in speaking Italian even though she has been married to one for seven years but she was trying when it comes to hearing the language.

She drooled at her husband's body, admiring how well God created a perfect man like him. A man she was proud to call her own.

"Admiring my husband's body." She answered, licking her lower lip with the tip of her tongue.

Mikhail laughed harder, walking closer to her.

"Feel free, Amore." (Love). "But I was asking about what you were doing before I walked in."

She blushed. "Practicing my husband's language."

"Oh really?" He wrapped his strong arms around her waist, careful not to put pressure. "and what have you learnt so far?"

"torte al miele."

"And?"

"bambino."(baby)

"And?" He kissed her lightly on her neck, earning a soft moan from her as she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.

"idiota." (Idiot)

He chuckled, nibbling at her earlobe. "And?"

"anche io ti amo, mia mafie italiana." (I love you too, my Italian Mafia).

He growl lowly as he peppered hot kisses on her face and neck. She moaned loudly, bringing him closer if that was even possible considering her big belly.

"And?"

"Ti voglio, Mikhail." (I want you, Mikhail.)

"mi fa eccitare sendendoti parlare la mia lingua." (It fvcking turns me on hearing you speak my language.) He moved his large hands down and cupped her b*tt cheeks, earning a louder moan from her. "Accidenti, non riesco a controllarmi." (Damn, I can't control myself.) He squeezed her b*tt harder. "You always have a way of comforting me. You are like a drug I'm f**king addicted to."

She threw her head back granting him more access to torture her neck with his hot kisses.

"What do you want me to do, bambina?"

"Baciami." (Kiss me)

"Sh*t!"

Without any further delay, he crashed his lips on hers, kissing her like his life depended on it. Actually his life, his soul, his body, his intestines, everything are depended on her.

He love her so much and will do anything to protect her even if it means dying. He's ready to die over and over and over again for her.

"Ti amo." He said against her lips.

She smiled. "Me too."

"I wish I can f**k you right here and now but I don't want to hurt the baby." He massaged her left bre*st.

"The day I give birth to her, you will f**k me." She told him.

Mikhail laughed at that and kissed her again on the lips.

"Your wish is my command, my queen."

LA

BFF'S APARTMENT**

"See you around, babe."

Diamond nodded. "Yeah."

They both kissed and Felix left the house.

Diamond shut the door closed and turned to go to the living room when she heard a knock on the door.

'Did he forget something?' She thought to herself, thinking it was Felix knocking. She opened the door and found Ayden grinning widely.

"You." She rolled her eyes, walking away.

"Okay, that wasn't the reaction I expected." Ayden slammed the door shit and followed Diamond to the living room.

"Where have you been since morning?" She asked.

"Around?" Ayden shrugged. "What, did you miss me?"

"Why should I?"

"I know, right? Not when you had Felix over." He had a naughty smile on his face. "You both f**ked, hmm?"

"That shouldn't be any of your damn business, Ayden." Diamond said, her face heating up.

"I see...hope you both didn't do it on my favorite couch."

"Uh...we did."

"Eww. I have to purify the couch now. Seriously, you should have done it in your room. F**k."

Diamond rolled her eyes. "Stop being so dramatic. You've had s*x in every part of the house with your boyfriend, did I purify the house?"

"So?"

"I have nothing to say to you." Diamond shook her head and went towards the stairs but stopped at the bottom of it. "Um, Ayden?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure. What is it?"

Diamond stayed quiet for some moments that felt like hours.

"Don't worry." She waved him off. "You are going to make dinner for us, right?" She asked, changing the subject.

"It's high time you and Zara start making your own meal."

"Why should we when we have you?" Diamond laughed.

"I hate you."

"I love you." She blew him a kiss and rushed upstairs, storming into her room.

✨✨

Diamond's bedroom**

"Yes...okay...I will send it over tomorrow...yes...I won't delay it any further....yes. mmm-hmm. Thank you." She hung the call and let out a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose.

She was completely exhausted and her editor, Miss Donna isn't helping matters at all.

Diamond plopped down on the bed and stared up at the ceilings.

How hard can it be to get a f**king story down and over with, huh?' She thought to herself, groaning loudly.

Her phone beeped. She grabbed it and read the text message from her boyfriend.

FELIX: CAN WE GO ON A DATE TOMORROW?:⁠-⁠)

Diamond frowned. She can't go on a date tomorrow. She needs to complete her story and them over to Miss Donna.

DIAMOND: I'M SORRY BABE...BUT I CAN'T:⁠-⁠)

His next message came in almost immediately.

FELIX: WHY? IS ANYTHING THE MATTER?:⁠-⁠)

DIAMOND: NO, OF COURSE NOT. I'M JUST SO BUSY WITH WORK:⁠-⁠)

FELIX: WORK? YOU MEAN YOUR STORY WRITING SH*T?:⁠-⁠)

Diamond read the last message over and over again, not expecting her dear boyfriend to say something as rude and mean as that.

Just as he sent it, he deleted it but it was already too late because she has read it.

FELIX: SORRY. I DIDN'T MEAN TO SEND THAT TEXT. IT WAS RUDE AND STUPID:⁠-⁠)

Diamond bite her lower lip, playing back the text message Flexi had sent to her.

Was that how he has always seen her career?

Doesn't he like it?

Felix never said anything about her job as a writer so she took it that he didn't mind and was okay with it but it seems like she was wrong.

Why didn't he talk to her about it if he really had a problem with the writing career? Why did he keep quiet and acted to be fine with it?

Diamond was so lost in her thought until another message came in.

FELIX: BABE, I'M REALLY SORRY.

She sighed as she typed a reply.

DIAMOND: IT'S FINE BABE, I'M NOT MAD AT YOU.

She quickly added.

DIAMOND: I WILL LIKE TO GO TO BED NOW. LET'S TALK LATER, OKAY? GOOD NIGHT.

She dropped her phone aside and heaved out another deep sigh, taking her lower lip into her mouth.

'I hope to dream about what to write in my next chapter.' Those were her last thought before she fell asleep.