Nicole's POV:

it was the morning that we were leaving. i was 7am. i slept for 8 hours. not terrible. but i was still tired as ever. i got out of bed to take a shower. i walked over to the closet and grabbed some clothes.

i walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower before alessandro came in and woke me up. i washed my hair and body. stepping out of the shower i wrapped my again and body, i dried off my body and put my clothes on.

i wore a pair of grey joggers with a black crop top and red and black checkered flannel. i took my hair out of the towel and blow dried it whole brushing it out

i paired the outfit with some white converse and my occasional necklaces and rings. after i was dressed i did my makeup quick and walked out of the bathroom.

i walked to my suit case sitting on my bed. i opened putting my makeup back and shower stuff. making sure i had everything i heard a knock at the doors and i opened it. it was enzo

"hey, i came to get your suit case." he said

"yeah it's sitting on the bed" i said walking away from the door. i zipped up the suit case and let enzo take it out.

i put my headphones and phone in my pockets. i needed something to distract myself on the flight. it was going to be long. and Italy is 6 hours ahead of time from New York.

i walked downstairs and saw enzo to talking to some other men. i just stood there not wanting too disturb their conversation. alessandro saw me standing there while one of the men he was talking too looked me up and down as he walked awake from him. it was the same guy the helped enzo bring my stuff. creep.

it was almost 8 and we were leaving soon. alessandro walked up to me.

"you ready?" he asked me

"yeah" i said looking at the time.

"it's an 8 hour flight so we'll be on the jet for a while and enzo will be going with us. we have more guards at my mother house" he said looking at me

jet? why does he have a jet? oh wait he's the leader of a mafia of course he has his own jet.

"okay" i said looking at him with a straight face

he bent down to my ear to say something

"i also heard that you have nipple piercings. is that true angel?" he asked me in a low voice

fucking enzo, i was going to kill him, i hate him so much right now.

"yeah, why?" i said back knowing it would have some type of effect on him.

"just asking what i was told that's all" he said leaning from my ear putting one of his fingers over my nipples letting it get hard.

this bitch....

"hmm interesting" he said taking his finger off of my breasts and walking back to his office.

oh i'm going to murder enzo. maybe in his sleep. i hate him so much right now.

i walked out of the house to see enzo putting stuff in the car. i stood behind him until he noticed me but i kept a straight face.

"hey nicole....oh shit" he said rubbing the back of his neck

"enzo take this as a warning. but if you ever do some shit like that again i will kill you. i'm not joking. you said you wouldn't say anything!!" i said hitting his arm

he laughed at me the whole time. i fucking hate him.

"okay okay i'm sorry but it's so funny how such a small person can have so much anger. and i just felt like i had to tell him. he's my best friend i can't keep secrets" he said dying down his laughter

"the how the hell are you still working in this mafia?" i half yelled at him.

"because i tell sandro everything sweetheart" he said putting stuff back in the car

"don't call me sweetheart" i said glaring at him and i walked off. as much as i enjoy enzo being my bestfriend i really wanted to kill him. but then i'd feel bad because i killed my friend. is there a way to bring people back from the dead? i got lost in my thoughts as i walked back to the house.

alessandro walked out as i was walking back. he's everywhere i hate it.

"there you are. i was looking for you. we're leaving now. so go get in the car" he said talking to me like i was some child. i mean yeah he is older than me but he's not like ancient old. shit....my birthday is tomorrow. i forgot my own birthday. good job nicole

"i'm not a child. don't tell me what to do" i said raising my eyebrow

"i never said you were a child nicole. but i will tell you what to do and when to do it. so go get in the car. now" he said with a straight face

i walked off and mumbled under my breathe "you didn't say that last night" i said walking to the car

"i heard that" he said behind me. how the.....jesus christ i'm going to shoot myself

i got in the backseat of the car and so did alessandro. enzo drove us too the jet. after driving for a little bit we finally got to the jet. i stepped out and stretched my arms a little bit. alessandro and i walked into the jet. this thing was huge and cold. but it was spacious so i didn't mind.

i sat down and alessandro sat in a chair across from mine. enzo laid out on the sofa by the windows. lazy ass. i was still pissed at him. he saw my glance at him and then look away.

"look nicole i'm sorry. i had too. i'm sorry. and it's not like i saw them anyways. not that i would want too.." he said looking at me sitting up from the sofa.

"enzo you perv stop it. it's fine, i accept your apology" i said lauging at him

"really?! because i really thought you were mad at me. i'm sorry" he said almost out of breathe

"stop before i take that back." i said with a straight face. and he laid back down nodding his head and throwing his hands in the air.

after a few minutes the stewardess came out

"what can i get to drink for you Mr.Romano?" she said with a smile while almost pushing her boobs out. attention whore much? i think so

"whiskey" he said bluntly

"yes sir. and you" she said looking me up and down with an ugly look

"redbull. thank you" i said looking at her giving a cocky smile.

she walked off and alessandro met his eyes with mine. his eyes were beautiful i could stare at them all day.

"what was that about?" he asked confidently

"what do you mean? i didn't do anything" i said innocently

"mhm okay angel" he said closing his eyes and putting his head back.

why does he keep calling me angel? maybe i should call him devil. i mean he his a ruthless,devilish, dark and breathtakingly hot mafia leader. so what i do? what's he going to do about it.

the stewardess came back with our drinks setting them down in front of us and walked off while glaring at me, is she THAT obsessed with him. because it really does seem like it.

i plugged my headphones into my phone and just let the music played while enzo and alessandro slept.