Trying everything and anything to get my mind off the pain, I find myself thinking back to when Enzo and I had met. My friend Sandra had to go out of town the same day that she had to make this guy feel good. I needed the extra money at the time and I was at the point where I'd do anything to get money. And that's how we met. And how I fell in love with him. I tried everything in me not to because why would any guy would want to be with me. Plus, his first lover, Lisa, was just killed the year before. At first, it was easy, but when things started going farther, I had to leave. I had thought he just couldn't get over her. Never in my life had I thought that he had fallen for me. If only I had known.

"Why do you think too much?" Enzo asked, kissing the side of my head.

"Because I just do." I said, trying to get up.

"Stop trying to get up, Rhea," He said, wrapping his hands around me. "This is what you get for not telling me to stop."

"Isn't there things that we have to do?" I asked, leaning back on his chest, while we soak our restless bodies in the tube.

"Yeah and that's why I hire people," He said as his phone went off. "They do the work for me."

"So, is there someone coming in to answer that for you?"

"They better not come in. I have my girl in here and no one should see you naked."

"My girl," I repeat. "When did we decide that I was yours?"

"When you came back," He said as his phone went silent. "And speaking of that, what were the other reasons?"

I wanted to tell him everything. Everything from the things I've found, to the people who lied to me. To the pain I feel inside of me that makes me afraid. To the unbearable pain that I have felt from Mike. To his betrayal. I wanted to tell Enzo every single thing that I have been holding in till it didn't make sense. No even to me. I wanted to tell him, but for some reason, I couldn't. Yes, I love him and want to work things out the be his, but I also didn't want to get hurt although I was the one who hurt him first. Throughout the years, I've been used, hurt, and broken by the people that I called family, but with their lies, I hate the word.

"Look," He sighed after I haven't said anything. "You don't have to tell me. It's fine. I'm just glad that you're here and I'll protect you from what you did."

"Why do I get the feeling that you already know this?" I asked, slowly turning around to face him.

"Your father came by and told me." He said as his phone started ringing again.

"What did he offer you?"

"His hand to marry you."

"Did you tell him no?"

"I told him that I'll think about it," He said, as his phone goes quiet then rings again. "Why?"

"It's one of the reasons why I'm here," I said as Enzo reached out to grab his phone. "There were documents that had your name on them but my father's signature."

"Here?" He asked, staring at his phone.

"No. At one of my father's private homes."

"I have to take this, but tell me everything after," He said, standing up with me still in his arms. "Are you good to standing up?"

"Don't worry about me. I'll handle myself."

"Rhea." He started as his phone kept ringing.

"Answer the phone before I do."

"Be careful then." He said, kissing me.

"Okay." I said as he picked up his phone and walked out.

Before Enzo and I were a thing, I only knew his name from my father whenever he was doing business. They were partners in shipment and they trusted each other really well. They did everything for each other. Enzo did his part and my father did his but in order to get the money that Enzo needed, my father had to go to someone else and get something like a loan that he was supposed to pay back. Which he never paid back. Because at the time I didn't know who Enzo was, I didn't even care until I fell in love with him. One of the reasons why I came back was to tell Enzo that my father has a plan to take over Spain.

Shifting my feet to Enzo's office, I bent to pick his shirt up. Putting it on, I decided to clean up the place a little. Feeling my legs about the give out, I sit behind Enzo's desk and just relax. The plan was to sit down, but curiosity got the best of me.

Getting up, I walked over to the double doors that are connected to the office. Pushing the doors open, my jaw instantly fell to the floor. Always like the rest of the building, this office was beyond beautiful. There were deep brown shelves with books, papers, and all different kinds of alcohol that you could imagine. The office also had a black u-shape couch, with a matching black rug under it. There was also a beautiful coffee table. Walking further into the office, I went around the corner to see ceiling to floor windows that showed the most beautiful sight of New York City.

"You like it?" Enzo asked, walking up behind me as he snakes his hands up my legs.

"I love it," I said, holding his arms. "I love the view."

"Good because this is your office." He said, walking around.

"You're kidding?"

"Why would I," I asked, facing him to see that he's fully dressed. "Is this what you do to all of your personal assistants?"

"Only the ones that I fuck."

I get that he's New York's finest Playboy, but I came back to try to work things out with him. Yeah, I know that I hurt him by leaving, but I didn't know that he was in love with me. If I'd known, I would've stayed. Now that he's acting like this, I don't know if coming back was a good idea.

"I didn't mean it like that." Enzo said, walking back over to me.

"If I wasn't so sore I woukd kick you right now." I said, trying to push him.

"I want this to work, you know," He said, holding me. "I really do."

"Then let's make this work." I said as he walks out into his office.

"Good."

"Well, I'm going home and I'll see you tomorrow." I said, walking to the door.

"Call me when you get home?"

"Whatever." I said, rolling my eyes as I walk out.

Walking out, the lobby that was filled up with girls before i come in, was now empty. The whole reason of coming here was getting a job to cover the mistake that i made, but it was also to warn Enzo about what my father was doing. Yes, i couldve told him when i was in there but i need to find out exactly what my father's planning. Until i find proof, ill tell Enzo.

"Sure will, Mr. Spencer," the lady at front desk said, hanging up. "So, i just got off the phone with Mr. Spencer and you got the personal assistant position. All you have to do now is look through these papers, sign them, and bring them back when you come back tomorrow im the morning."

"Thank you." I said, taking the envelope. "And i guess ill see you tomorrow as well."

Walking over to the elevators, my phone rings and its from the one person that ive been waiting to hear back from.

"Hey Rhea, its Seth."

"Please tell me that you found something." I said, walking into the elevator.

"Thats the thing, Rhea. Your father has a paper trail following him. In order to get money for Enzo, he goes through some guy name Jake for a loan, who he then goes through some mysterious person to get everyones money." He said as i pressed the lobby button and ride all the way down.

"Why do you say mysterious?"

"Because i cant find out who this person is. I had to go to some people to help me and they said that this person either doesn't exist or doesnt want to found for some reason."

"Then why does my father have documents with Enzo's name on them? Whats that about?"

"Your father is in a bunch of debt. He spends money on private investigators on trying to find your brother. He believes that Enzo had somthing to deal with his dissappearnce." He said, holding something back.

"Seth, what are you not telling me?" I asked, walking out of the elevator and towards the doors.

"I dont know if i should tell-"

"Just tell me, Seth," i said, walking out the building. "If my father's doing something thats going to hurt Enzo, i need to know."

"Okay," Seth sighed. "Im not totally sure about this but your father talks to someone that works for Enzo. Someone who deals with his shipment intells and money. Thing is, Enzo's security is so tight that i cant find anything. Not even my guys can."

"Ill find out what it is," i said, walking to my car as i unlock the doors. "While im work on this can you try to look into who this mysterious person is?"

"Yeah," He said, i climb in and drive off. "But this seems a little too dangerous. Your in deep with Zack by killing his son. Are you sure that you want to go further in?"

"I hurt Enzo by leaving, so yeah. I want to do this." I said, hanging up.

I never thought that my father would do something like this but yet here he is. Going against someone whos helpped him with whatever he needed.

...

It was hard not to go after her and just keep her here with me. Rhea is the type of girl that every guy would need to have her and now that i have her, i consider myself as the luckest man alive.

Jumpping back into working on Sophia's paperwork, my office door opens and shuts. Everyone that works for me knows not to walk into my office without knocking. So, knowing that i know someone who works for me and doesnt listen to whatever i say to save his life, i look up and sure enough, its him. My crazy brother.

"What do you want? I'm busy," i said as he slumped into the leather couch thats infront of my drsk, sighed deeply, then placed his dirty feet on the arms of the expensive couch.

"Get your fucking dirty feet off my couch."

"Whatever," Dima huffs, lighting up a cigarette.

"So, by the looking at those things on the floor, im guessing that something good happened."

Shrugging, I drop what i was doing to make my way to the couch beside him.

"Okay, so why are you really here for, Dima?"

"Someone's going against us." He said as i stood up and walked over to the mini bar.

"You said this before, Dima," i said, puring myself a glass. "Are you sure that you have proof this time?"

"Yep," He said, putting his feet down and standing up. "I was looking through your money stocks and they were off. And when i say off, i mean off by a thousand."

"Stop playing," i said as he hands me a folder. "Whats in this?"

"What im talking about," He said, sitting down. "But good news is that i found some of your guys that had to do with this."

"Okay, but did you find anything out from those betraying bastards?" I asked, getting pissed off.

"Nothing." He said, putting his feet back up.

"What do you mean nothing?"

"Exactly what i mean," He said. "I found nothing. They kept their mouths shut the whole time. The information died with them."

After hearing everything that Dima had just said, I run my hand through my hair angrily. Turning to look at all the alcohol that i have, I think of who they could've possibly betrayed me to. I thought they were loyal to me because i gave them and their family everything that they needed and wanted but I guess it wasn't good enough. What we're they offered that i couldnt give to them? I just got done dealing with one problem, and now it's this. My life in the mafia just seems to never stop but just go through a never ending cycle.

Drinking the rest of the drink down, I groan at the burn making it's way down cheast. My brother can be some help to me and my business, but sometimes he doesn't think before he acts before me does something. In this situation, I would've tortured them until they told me what I needed to know. I take my time with people that have crossed me. Including the ones that goes behind my back and betray me.

"Look, i appreciate what you did, but we just finished up a problem, so we need to be more cautious about this new threat. Even more cautious than we were with the Russian mafia," i said, calming down. "I have a feeling that whoever's doing this is someone that knows our every move."

"Youre the boss," Dima nodded as he sat up in his seat. "But it does smells great in here. Im assuming that the interviews were great."

"Yep," i chuckled, thinking about what Rhea and i did. "It was amazing actually."

"Who the fuck are you in love with now," Dima asked, standing to walk over to the bar. "First it was Lisa, then she was killed. Then it was that whore, Rhea and she left, breaking your hurt. So, who's this new girl?"

"Shes not new." I said, causing him to look at me.

"Please tell me that its not her, Enzo," He sighed. "Please, bro."

"She didnt know that i fell for her."

"I dont care what the fuck she didnt know. She hurt you and now youre just going to let her work here?"

"Not just that." I said as my phone buzzes from a text message.

"Oh hell no," Dima whines. "I swear. If she breaks your heart again, im killing the bitch."

"No the fuck youre not,"

Rhea: I made it home.

"If she hurts me again, ill deal with her myself."

Me: Wishing i was there with you.

"Whatever, man." He said, pouring a glass of whiskey.

Rhea: Whats stopping you?

Me: My brother. Hes not happy with the fact that you came back.

Rhea: Then tell him to stop being a little baby and deal with it.

"Rhea said to stop being a little baby and deal with it."

"Tell her that she can kiss my ass."

"Come on," i said, changing the subject. "I told mom that we'll come over."

For some reason, Dima always hated Rhea. I never knew why but he did. Sophia on the other hand loved her. She loved her so much that she even wished that Rhea was her sister. When Rhea left, she just didnt hurt me. She also hurt Sophia. I dont even now if shell ever forgive Rhea now that shes back.

Anyway, standing up, Dima and i both walk imto the elevator together. Swiping the keycard, the elevator doors close and Dima pulls out another cigarette. He was about to light it but once he saw my stare, he instantly put it away. The guy smokes and never stops. It almost killed him at one time.

Walking out the building, one of my drivers brings my all black g- wagon to us. Because i was in the mood to drive, i jumped into the driver's seat. Once Dima climbed in, we were able to head over to mom's house.

From the office to mom's house was onky a twenty minute drive. Now that she and Zack are going to be moving in with me, i decided to help her get her things over to my house. Well, when i say help, i mean having my men do them for me.

But besides that, from what i got from my mother wheb i last talked to her, Zack was out of town town. Maybe because all the had went down with his son im guessing. When we get to the house, i instantly get this nasty feeling in my stomach when i see his car. Hopeing that its just one of them, i park in my usual spot, climb out, walk towards the car, and sure enough, Zack just happens to jump out.

"I thought that you were supposed to be out of town today." I said, as Dima follows behind me.

"Well, i just got back," He said, stopping me by putting his hand on my shoulder. "Is that a problem?"

"Um, Zack. If you want to see your hand again you better take your hand off my brother." Dima warned.

"What are you going to do if I dont?"

"Its not what im going to do. Its what hes going to do."

"Im not scared of this boy," Zack said, pushing me. "Are we going to have a problem, Enzo?"

"Im in a good mood today," i said, shaking myself off. "So, no."

"Good."

After dealing with whatever was wrong with Zack, Dima and i walked through house on the cream colored marble. Our heavy footsteps echoing through the quiet house, as my men straighten their backs and stand at attention. Turning the corner I stroll into the open living room, our family sit in the white u-shaped couch, chatting. As soon as we enter the room, Dima starts acting like a kid and runs over to mom and lays on her lap. Also walking over to mom, I kiss the top of her head as she smiles before I took my seat on the couch, unbuttoning my suit jacket and groaned.

"Everything all right, love?"

"Yeah. Just a long day," I said as my Aunt Sarah hands me a weed blunt. "I have to drive."

"Jessica, tell your son to take it before I put my gun to his head."

"Oh please, Sarah," mom said, running her fingers through Dima's hair. "You have no bullets in that gun of yours."

"Plus you're too high to do shit." I added as Zack walked in.

"Is everything ready?"

"I don't know. You'd have to ask the guys."

"Who's house is this?" Zack asked, standing in front of her.

"Yours, but-"

"There's no but. So, get your ass up and ask the guys if everything's ready."

"Okay," I said, standing and already pissed off. "Who the fuck are you talking to?"

"Who do you think," He asked. "Are you blind?"

"I sure hope I am because I see you talking shit to my mother and I don't like that," I said, walking up to him. "So talk. What the fuck youre doing."

"I thought we wasn't going to have a problem." Zack said, pushing me.

There's one thing that I can't stand and one of them is people pushing me around. See, Zack's always been this way to my mother but he doesn't put his hands on her because if he did, I would've known and he wouldn't be here right now. But when he pushes me around, I can't control what I do and I instantly see red. Something I hate because I'll hurt to person who started the whole mess and everyone around them without meaning too.

"Honey. It's okay. I'll ask them." Mother said, now by my side, taking my hand.

"Please tell me he hurts you so I can put a fucking bullet in his head."

"He doesnt."

"Whatever," I said. "James."

"Sir?"

"Is everything ready to be moved?"

"Yes sir," He said as I pull away and sit back down next to Sarah as she puts the blunt in my hand. "Actually. It's at your house and being placed in your home right now."

"Good," I said, turning my attention back to Zack. "All you had to do was ask."

"Enough of this, son," Father said, walking in. "This is a meeting that you're already late to."

"Could say the same thing to you ten years ago." I said as Sarah laughed and laid her head on my lap.

"Anyway, anything new with business?" He asked.

("Besides the fact that i learned that some of my men are betraying me and working for someone else, theres nothing.") I said in a language that Zack didnt understand.

"Did you at least get anything out of them?"

"No because your son was dumb and killed them." I said as he gasped.

"Mama, tell Enzo to apologize."

"Enzo."

"Im not telling him sorry," i said as my phone buzzes. "He shouldve let me handled the situation."

"Well, is there anything that you know about this situation rught now?" Father asked.

"Just that whoever theyre working for knows my every move."

Rhea: What are you doing?

Me : At a family meeting.

"So, it's someone you know and deals with your important things like an assistant."

"Yeah but I have one now." I said as Dima groaned.

"You didn't have one before now?"

"I had a temporary one. Now I do."

"Yeah and you'll never guess who it is," Dima stated. "Its-"

"Dima, don't." I warned.

"Why not, honey," mom asked. You don't want us to know?"

"It's not that," I said, looking at my watch. "Isn't something else."

"Okay." she said, standing up and walking over to me.

After taking the role of mafia from my father, my mother has always been on her toes with me. Always scared when I'm out in the world dealing with business. She's always told me to find love first and then work, but loving someone is my weakness. I can't love and focus on business without worrying what the person I love is doing. It's already hard enough with Rhea back but I know that she can take care of herself. I just still worry.

"With whats going on, do whatever you need to do to hunt these people or person down," father stated. "This is your town and youre the only one who does shit around here. Not anyone else.

"Nick, tomorrow's a new day," mother said. "Enzo will start tracking these people down."

"He sure will because he's the top dog in New York and he'll remain at the top as always." Sarah stated as she sat up.

With everyone know quite, the meeting was over. Closing my eyes to get rest, I felt Sarah move to get up, I assumed, when I felt her kiss me. Opening my eyes, all I could do was stare.

Yes, it's weird to hear that my aunt had just kissed me but this happened many times before. She was the whole reason why I fucked whores and did dominate shit although I haven't done anything like that in a while. Besides, she probably still think that we still have a thing because we did when Rhea left. Something that just happened once and I made sure she wasn't pregnant.

"I'm leaving," She said, standing. "Am I going to see you later tonight, Enzo?"

"Nope." I said as Rhea texts:

Rhea: If someone didn't want to be found, how would I find them?

Me: You can't.

Me: what are you trying to do?

"Hey," mom said, pulling my attention to her. "You can work hard and be attentive but don't get yourself kill like your uncle. He was driven to find out things in the mafia, that he didn't see what he's enemies were doing and I don't know what I'll do if someone had to come and tell me that you died."

"I know, mama," i said, taking her hand an pulling it to my lips. "I know whats waiting for me every time im out."

"Good," She said, leaning her head on my shoulder, causing Sarah to stare daggers at her. "Cause I still don't have grandchildren from you."

"Give a time first." I groaned as she chuckled.

"I'll give you to the end of next year." She said as Sarah walked out.

"I'll see what I can do."

With my mother, it's always the same with her. I mean, yeah, i do want kids but give me time. Everytime i come to see her she's always annoying me about having kids. After almost losing Dima, she's been more pushy about Sophia and finding ourselves a partner and having kids. I never wanted kids when Lisa was alive for some reason, but after falling in live with Rhea, that all changed. She's dangerously beautiful, that theres no doubt that our kids would be the same. But before we start even thinking about kids, im not diwn with dealing with the fact that she left and broke me. She's just have to be careful around me because she won't be able to use her legs like she usually do.