Isaac's POV

"Nooo," Hailey groans in my arms, pulling them tighter around her as my alarm on my phone continues to ring beside me on the nightstand. "Ten more minutes."

I snuggle deeper into her burying my face into her redlocks. "I've already snoozed it twice, baby, I gotta get back to work while my dads out. What time's your appointment tomorrow morning?" "Ten."

"Perfect," I lean in some more and place a kiss on her face. "Gives me just enough time to get my workout in and do the shift change at the warehouse. I'll pick you up and we'll grab breakfast before the appointment."

She nods her head quietly and I'm instantly tightening my arms around her, pulling her even closer to me, "don't do that."

"Do what?" She speaks softly.

"Don't be sad and guilt trip me into staying home with you."

She giggles quietly, still in my arms. "I didn't even say anything!"

"Exactly!" I chuckle. "I know you, Hailey Katherine, quietness means sadness. I can't stay home today baby, I can't, I already missed yesterday."

She scoots back a bit, grinding her ass on me and I immediately feel my cock spring to life.

"You better hurry then wouldn't want you to be late," she says pulling the covers tighter to her.

I groan mentally as I feel my cock continue to pulse in my briefs and I know that she feels it because she continues to grind her ass into me.

I lean in to place a kiss on the back of her right shoulder blade, "you will be the death of me, you know that?"

She doesn't respond nor do anything, she stays completely quiet.

I begin to slowly trace my fingertips up and down the side of her bare thigh, pushing it up her nightgown so I can grab a handful of her ass and she's immediately quivering under my touch as I begin to trail kisses up her back and shoulder.

"If you want me to stay home for other reasons just say so princess."

Silence again.

Trailing my hand back up and down her thigh I give her ass a good smack as I make my way back up her leg causing her to twitch and smile to myself when she still doesn't say anything, but I feel the goosebumps along her body.

"Hmm, guess I should probably get out of bed then," I say softly into her ear as I continue to gently trace her skin. "Running late as it is, you know."

I throw the blanket off of us and motion to get out of bed when her hand is instantly flying out to grab my wrist and she's pulling me back into bed, "fuck'em they can wait."

"Oh yeah? Wait for what?"

"You," she says breathlessly.

"And what's keeping me from leaving?" I pull her closer to me, gliding my hands back down her thigh and around bare ass.

She turns back to look at me, smiling bashfully.

"Say it," I smack her on the ass a little harder from earlier, causing her to moan. "I wanna hear you say it. We're married now, Hail, you're growing our baby," I say as I run my hand up her nightgown caressing her small baby bump. "You don't have to feel embarrassed or shy to ask for some dick baby. Tell me what you want."

"You," she whispers. "All of you."

I shake my head and roll her over so that she's laying on her back rather than her side and I'm hovering above her, "you're gonna have to do a lot better than that, Baby Matteo."

She immediately begins to grin; she loves being referred to as baby Matteo. Hailey wraps her hands around my neck pulling me down to her, "I need you to fuck your wife before you leave this house, Matteo."

My heart flutters and my dick twitches as it gets rock hard for her and I'm quickly leaning down crashing my lips with hers, "yes ma'am."

I get off of her and off of the bed taking my brief off really quick and climb back onto the bed to find Hailey has lost the purple nightgown but still has on a black thong and I'm quickly taking those off of her, tossing them to the ground.

I open her legs up and glide a finger up in between her slit and immediately want to be in her when I feel how slick she is.

"Mio Dio, how are you always so wet and ready baby?"

She snorts softly, lifting her head from the bed she's looking over at me.

"Can I have a taste?"

She nods her head rapidly and I'm instantly dipping my head down and claiming her most sensitive area with my mouth and she's immediately arching her back as I work my tongue on her.

She tastes even fucking sweeter almost every time that I fucking go down on her and that's been a lot as of lately because her small growing stomach has suddenly made her insecure and shy about me seeing her entirely naked.

I wrap my hands around her thighs bringing her even closer to me and she's immediately reaching for them, "oh my god baby!"

Letting go of her I entwine my hands with her and continue to eat her out when she's crying out loud again.

"Oh my god baby, I'm gonna come."

I retract my mouth away from her, "come for me princess," and begin playing with her clit and immediately feel her jerk at the sudden movement as she finishes all over my fingers.

"I'm not done with you yet," I say as I crawl back on top of her and push myself in between her legs, "fuck man, I swear to God it's gotta be illegal for you to be this wet."

She lets out another soft moan as I continue to push myself into her and I'm leaning down to kiss her on the lips as I slowly start to pick up my pace.

Hailey moans into my mouth one last time and is quickly throwing her head back as I continue the steady pace I know she loves.

We stay in this position for a few more minutes and I'm leaning down to claim her breast, making sure to suck on both of them because she always teases me that I neglect her left titty more than the right.

She immediately begins to giggle when I grab ahold of her left breast and begin to suck on it as she runs her hand into my hair and I'm leaning down to kiss her on the lips.

I break apart from our heated make out session and pick her legs and throw them on my shoulder as I wrap my arms around them and begin to plow into her even harder-faster until she's crying out in pleasure from her second orgasm and I'm quickly finishing after, emptying myself inside her.

I pull myself out of her while gently putting her legs back down and immediately shiver at the sensitivity and drop down beside her on the bed attempting to catch my breath.

"Oh my god," she pants beside me, placing her hand on top of my chest as her body and legs continues to tremble.

I nod my head as I reach for her hand, "I think I pulled a hamstring."

Hailey immediately begins to laugh, "gotta start eating your bananas before fun-tivities, Mr. Matteo."

I chuckle and roll over to place a kiss on her forehead and then her stomach, "ima clean up and then head out, you guys gon' be okay without me?"

She smiles and nods, "go play big mafia before grandpa comes back and gets you in trouble from sleeping on the job."

"Is it still called sleeping on the job if I'm not sleeping though?"

She laughs and leans in to place a quick kiss on my lips, "go! You already missed morning roll call, I'm surprised Don's not up your ass calling you"

My phone immediately begins to ring on cue and I'm quickly reaching for it to see Dominic's name plastered on my screen, "speaking of the devil," I smile as I bring the phone up to my ear and answer it, "I'm on my way."

"Are you kidding me? Do you know what time it is?"

"I said I'm on my way, Don."

"It's one thing to fuck around with your dads temper kid, but don't fuck with my sleeping schedule, you got fifteen minutes before I call your dad!" He shouts and hangs up.

I chuckle and kiss Hailey one last time on the forehead, "gotta go, baby, call Beans if I don't answer my phone, or the main warehouse line."

She nods and I'm instantly flying out of bed. I run into the bathroom to wipe myself off real quick and I'm washing my hands, brushing my teeth, and fixing my hair in a span of eight minutes.

Thankfully, my dad doesn't trust me enough to dress myself nicely like I'm supposed to every morning so my outfits are always picked out in the hallway walk-in closet so I don't have to waste any time going through everything.

This morning's outfit consists of dark gray charcoal slack pants, a black fitted button up shirt with a slick black tie, along with a fitted back jacket which never stays on for longer than ten minutes but I wear it out of the house and into the warehouse for my father's entertainment. I grab my shoulder holster that pops gifted me and run out of the house.

Apparently a gentleman doesn't stick his firearm behind himself anymore, only thugs and wanna-be little gangsters do. Pathetic.

Once I'm in my car and flying down the road I take the time to put on my watch and rings to tie off my i'm gonna be running this bitch in a couple years look.

Dominic is obviously in a very bad mood due to the lack of sleep because even when I show up to the warehouse he is still not allowed to leave because apparently pops has asked him to pick up some inventory for the break rooms because the guys are going low on stock.

A deli shop downtown is in debt big time with pops but since his deli meats is the best in town pops is letting him get off easy and has been feeding the guys quality free meat for the past five months.

Bishop, his usual delivery guy, didn't make it in this morning so now the drop off needs to become a pick up and someone needs to go collect and break a couple fingers, or nose.

Seeing how I'm in a good mood this morning for my funtivities with my wife I tell him to go home and get some rest before pops came back, that I'll go pick up the shipment for him and he can go back once he's nice and rested and break Bishops face, so here we are, waiting for a fucking shipment that was suppose to be ready last night still being counted for.

I glance down at my watch and check the time for the third time that I've been here already, it's been about twenty minutes now of him and the other guys fucking running around, packing and stuff shit in crates.

I slam my hand a couple times on a box near the back door, getting the guys attention, "Ima put a bullet in someone's fucking skull if those are not in the truck in the next ten minutes!"

"Y-yes sir! They're done, I'm just w-waiting on the paperwork from the boss."

"Paperwork?" I scoffed. "What fucking paper work?! That's fucking debt that's being paid off not sold off! Get in the truck now!!"

"Yes sir, right away sir!"

Him and two more guys immediately begin to pick up green crates and start to head towards the back door and I'm pulling the keys out of my pocket, jingling them in the air, "forgetting something, Bishop?"

He comes to a complete stop and stares at the keys in my hand and then at the crates in his hand, seeing how they're currently occupied and he can't reach for them.

I roll my eyes and toss them in the crate allowing him and the idiots to pass through when my phone is vibrating in my pocket and I'm quickly reaching for it to find a text message from my wife.

She's feeling nauseous, and we're all out of sprites at the house apparently.

I quickly reply back to her telling her that I'll stop and pick up a case for her and drop it off on my way back to the warehouse and she's replying with a kissing emoji. She knows I hate when she replies with a fucking emoji only.

I heart the stupid yellow emoji and my hand is instantly flying out beside me as one of the idiots is running back into the back of the deli.

I grab a handful of his shirt and bring him to me, "do you have any bottle sprites in this shit hole?"

He nods his head, "in the fridge out front, I-I'll go get you a couple."

I let go of his shirt, patting my hand on his chest, "I got it, finish loading this shit up."

"Yes sir."

Pushing myself off of the wall I stick my phone back into my pants and begin to make my way to the other side of the deli and walk into the shop through a backdoor to see that the lunch rush is still in effect, it's still pretty crowded with people.

I make my way over to where the back drink fridges are at and immediately have to do a double take when I think I noticed a familiar face standing in line to get some deli meat but it's not possible.

It can't be her.

Continuing my way towards the drinks I close in on the distance between us and instantly begin to lose my shit when I realize that it is her now that I have a closer look.

"Molezzo?"

The long curly haired brunette turns around to face me, her confused frown instantly turned into a wide smile on her face, "oh my god, Matteo!?"

I smile in return and begin to walk over to her as she gets out of line and is instantly running into my arms, hugging the dear life out of me, "oh my god , oh my god, how are you?!"

"I'm good," I chuckle as I wrap my arms back around her. "I can't believe you're actually here dude, you're back, you came back.."

She unwraps her arms from around me and is taking a step back with an almost sad smile on her face, "I'm still debating whether it's permanent or not."

I nod quietly and glance down at her left wrist and notice the same black spider tattoo still in the same spot from the last time I saw her, it's identical to his.

She immediately tugs down on her sleeve, quickly covering up the tattoo.

"You didn't cover it.." I smirk.

She shakes her head, "did he?"

"No. He just added a lot more to it so it's hard to notice it now."

"How is he? I heard that he got out."

"He did, he's also gotten into a lot of trouble afterwards.. You know, typical Emiliano stuff."

"That man doesn't have to be looking for trouble and somehow it always finds him," she smiles and I noticed the immediate beam in her eyes as she speaks of her ex boyfriend.

Brielle Molezzo was and probably is- Emiliano's first and last true love.

She's the reason why he's the asshole that he is now, she's the reason why he hates most females, why he doesn't respect them, why he refuses to date again. She broke his heart years ago when they were in school and it completely changed him for the worst.

"I'm sorry about your grandmother, I heard the news."

"Thank you," she offers a quick small smile.

"Is that what brought you back?"

"No, the funeral was about two months ago, apparently I'm the sole heir to her inheritance."

"Brielle packing the bag," I tease.

She laughs softly and shakes her head, "it's her way of saying 'sorry that I tore you away from the love of your life and sent you off to boarding school, that by the time you were able to come back he was no longer around, nor the same person you used to know.'"

I force a small breathy laugh out through my nose and smile while crossing my arms along my chest, "I'm guessing it still fresh, it still stings?"

She shakes her head again, "I've moved on, I just hate being back here. It brings back so many bad memories that old pain is starting to resurface you know?"

"He's not the same guy you last talked to, Bri. He's gone through hell the past year, he's somewhat softer now."

"Up until he sees me, then he's blowing up and storming away."

I frown, slightly cocking my head to the side, "you haven't heard have you?"

She frowns, "heard what?".

"Bri- Sax was in a pretty bad shootout last year. It temporarily paralyzed him from the waist down due to the bullet nerve damage; he's barely getting into physical therapy to regain control of his mobility."

Her eyes immediately begin to fill up with tears and her lips part open to say something but no sound is coming out, not for a couple seconds at least.

"W-what happened?"

"He was following orders, he was protecting my wife."

"Your wife?" I nod. "I- I didn't even know that he went back in after Alfonzo, I didn't even know that you got married, oh my god congratulations, Isaac. Do they still call you KP?"

I chuckle softly and nod my head, "not so much anymore, but yeah here and there, and thank you. You know, Bri, you being back here has gotta be a sign, he could definitely use the motivation for his physical therapy, let me take you to see him. This is exactly what he needs right now, you're exactly what he needs right now, you always knew how to bring him back."

"Oh," she begins to shake her head as she looks behind her. "I don't know, Isaac, things are kind of complicated right now."

"I won't leave your side, Bri, I promise. I won't let him disrespect you-"

"Not with him, Isaac, with me. My life's- it's complicated at the moment, I'm seeing someone right now."

"Oh.. Cazzo, I'm sorry, Brielle, I didn't mean to be disrespectful and spring him on you-"

"Babe?"

A deep familiar masculine voice is making the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

Brielle immediately begins to frown, "I'm sorry, I didn't plan for any of this to happen" she whispers before she turns to look behind her.

I feel my heart rate instantly begin to pick up as Cris Roxwell walks through the little shop, making his way over to us, a stern look on his face, one of his goons not far behind him.

"Hey I'm sorry, I got caught up talking," Bri explains as Cris walks up to her and he's quickly leaning down to kiss her on the lips but she's turning her face to the side and his lips are connecting with her right cheek, never once breaking our eye contact.

"You okay?" He averts his attention back to her.

She places a hand on the side of his face and nods, "lets go, we can get it at a different shop, I don't wanna cause a scene, Cris."

"A scene?" He arches an eyebrow, averting his attention back to me. "Nonsense, Matteo and I are good buddies now, we formed an alliance, a truth, isn't it that right, Matteo?"

I nod, waving a finger at both of them, "how'd that happen? Where the hell you been, Roxwell?"

"Why? Miss me?"

"We've been trying to get in contact with you.."

"Yeah, I heard, I didn't feel like talking."

"Funny, usually I can't get you to shut the fuck up, especially about my wife."

He snorts as he takes a step forward and is flicking my suit jacket open, exposing the gun holster underneath.

Cris quickly smacks his lips together, "look at you Matteo, looking more and more like the mob boss himself nowadays, and he's even sporting daddies gold rings!" He points towards my right hand.

"Since we're on the subject, how is the wife? Heard you guys are expecting," he smacks the back of his hand on my arm and grins. "I thought you would've been shooting blanks with all the coke you had ingested before you met little red."

The fuck is the matter with this idiot? Is he trying to get his face bashed in?

Inhale a deep breath attempting to keep my cool, Nick and him are probably expecting me to lose my shit but we've been practicing our anger management.

"She's fine," I growled bitterly.

I never said I was good at it, we're still practicing..

Cris scoffs, "typical, Matteo, always getting jealous, relax man, they're friendly questions, you brought her up."

"Believe me, Roxwell, I am not jealous. People get jealous over something that's not theirs, things they can't have. Hailey- she's mine. She has my last name, she's carrying my child, so no- I'm not jealous, I'm territorial, I protect what's mine."

Cris and Saint Nick stay completely quiet, not uttering a single peep.

That's what I fucking thought.

Brielle's frown deepens as she entwines her hand with his, "lets go please."

I point to Cristofer's face, his right eyebrow to be exact; he's sporting a cut on it that looks a few days old only, it looks freshly new. "What kind of trouble you've been getting into while you were MIA?"

"Oh you know.. Dabbling in a little bit of this, a little bit of that.. How's your old man? Let's set up that meeting since he's been so busy looking for me."

My right hand twitches as I subconsciously make a closed fist.

"Wait- your families are doing business together?" Bri says out loud, pointing back and forth from Cris and I.

"We used to," Roxwell answers dryly.

"Careful, Roxwell. Your feelings are starting to show."

He turns to look over at Brielle, placing a kiss on top of her head as he pulls her in, "go outside with Nick and wait in the car while I talk with Matteo, please."

"I don't think that's a very good idea."

"Bri, it's fine, believe me, you've missed a lot while you've been away."

"I can tell," she snorts softly. "It was nice running into you, KP."

I smile and I can tell that it instantly bothers Cris. Oh how the tables have turned.

Brielle walks up to Cris and is placing a quick kiss on his cheek before she leaves the shop with Nick, leaving Roxwell and I alone.

"Where the hell you've been?"

"Excuse me? Since when do I have to report myself to you? We had an alliance, Matteo, don't confuse it for anything else, I didn't work for your father, he doesn't own me. I live my own life how I want to, when I want to. If I wanna fall off the grid and disappear I will."

"Had?" I frown. "You keep speaking in past tense, why?"

"Hailey's safe and sound, you no longer need me or my alliance."

Yeah something's definitely up with him.

"The hells the matter with you? My wife, my family, needs to be in danger in order for us to have some type of alliance? I thought you wanted to make your own name for your family, build something for yourself?"

"Rebuilt something that you guys destroyed you mean?" He mumbles under his breath.

I take a step forward and get in his face, "I don't know what the fuck they've been sticking in your head that past few months, Roxwell, but if you got something to say, something to clarify then say it. You know where the sit downs are held, pick a time."

Cris scoffs and inches in even closer than we already were, our nose practically touching each other. "I'm done doing things The Matteo way, his way. You wanna talk, fine, I'm game, I'm open to listening. But we're doing things my way this time, my house, my turf, tomorrow afternoon. Bring red for all I care, whoever the fuck you want to help you feel at ease, I don't give a fuck."

"You're an idiot if you'd actually think I'd bring Hailey anywhere near you."

"I'm not the one who can't be trusted, Matteo, my doors are opened to her to show you I mean no harm. 3pm, Show up, don't show up, I don't give a fuck at this point anymore, you know where I live."

*** Tread with caution from here on out, no feelings will be spared, let the drama pour in... *chefs kiss* bahahaha