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And that might have been the best thing he could have said to me.
Chapter Eleven
~ Luca ~
I was curious about what Nico and my grandfather had discussed, but the smile on Nico's face reassured me that it hadn't been anything terrible.
I wasn't thrilled with the tears.
"I'm going to take Nico up to our rooms. I'll be back down in a few minutes and we can talk then."
"We can talk in the morning," Alessio said. "This is Nicolas's first night in his new home. You need to spend it with him."
"But, the D'Angelo—"
"I am fully aware of the D'Angelo situation," Alessio replied. "Don Carlos called me and filled me in. We can talk about the rest of it in the morning. Another few hours won't change anything."
As much as I needed to talk to my grandfather, having a few more hours to spend with Nico was something I wanted more.
I stood up, lifting Nico in my arms. I nodded at my grandfather when he chuckled, and carried Nico out of the room. I carried him down the hallway and right up the stairs to our rooms.
We passed a few guards and servants and they all looked at us as if we had grown second heads, or maybe just me.
Whatever.
When we reached our rooms, I opened the door and stepped inside. I pushed the door closed with my foot and then slowly lowered Nico to his feet.
"So, what do you think?" I asked.
Nico looked around with a look of wonder on his face. His eyes were rounded and his mouth slightly parted. "These are your rooms?"
"Our rooms, cuore mio, remember?"
Nico let out a nervous sounding chuckle. "I didn't think it would be so modern considering the rest of the villa."
"Yeah, I had this suite of rooms redone after I became the head of the family. I love this villa, especially since its been in the family for so long, but I wanted something a little more modern for myself."
"It's nice."
"I decorated it myself based on the talks we used to have when we were younger." I'd decorated the place with him in mind. I wanted our rooms to be a place he could escape to when being the spouse of a mafia don became too much for him.
Nico smiled up at me. "Show me around?"
I was more than happy to.
I grabbed Nico's hand and led him from room to room, making sure to show him every inch of our private suite. I especially loved showing him the large balcony that could be accessed from the living room area and our bedroom. The view of the Mediterranean from the balcony was stunning.
"What do you think?" I asked. "Do you like it?"
Nico had a smile on his face as he nodded. "It's lovely."
"You think you can be happy here with me?"
Nico's smile broadened as he turned and hugged me, his arms wrapping around my neck. "I told you I'd live at the bottom of the ocean to be with you. Living in a palace is just a bonus."
My throat thickened as I stared down into his face. He was looking at me with such adoration, I was sure my heart was going to stop. "I haven't been able to breathe since the first moment I laid eyes on you."
I didn't give Nico time to say anything else. I knew what he needed, what we both needed. I pulled Nico close and covered his mouth with my own. I could feel Nico's shock in the sudden stiffness of his body, but then Nico melted against me, groaning as he opened his mouth to my exploration.
