All Chapters of Italian Men : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Buzz buzz buzzBuzz buzz buzzI groan as I roll over to grab my phone to get it to stop buzzing. Once I pick it up it says I have a missed call from Scarlett. My eyes widen as I hop out of the bed and hurry to the bathroom. I do whatever I need in about five minutes, still looking like shit. My hair isn't tangled but it's frizzy and my eyes have huge bags under them that I didn't get to cover up.My clothes are now thrown all over the floor while I'm trying to look for an outfit. It's not in Florida, especially today, so I was trying to find a pair of my jeans shorts. After having long five minutes I found them and quick led switched them out with my spandex. I take off my t-shirt and slip on a baby blue tank top, and I tuck that into my shorts.I run to the room across from mine and see Rosetta sleeping on her bed. I walk over to the three year old and gently pick her up. I pull out an outfit for her to change into later, but for now sh

Nicola's POV:"Gather the men Luca," I tell Luca. "We have to head out in ten minutes. Get Stefano too, Dad wants him to come on more missions.""Where are we going today?" Luca asks as he turn the door knob."Vieste," I reply, "now hurry. We still need to pack supplies. You also need to change." Luca chuckles before he leaves the the room, wearing his

"We were so worried!" Scarlett cries as I enter the hotel room, "we looked everywhere for you!""I'm fine I promise," I say with a fake smile, knowing this is the last week I have with her. "I walked down the beach a little ways and got tired. I sat down to rest and must've fallen asleep.""I'm glad you're safe," Scarlett says and Rose tugs at my shirt. I pick her up and hug her close to me.

"Nicola!"I jump out of my bed, grabbing the gun out from under my bed and run downstairs. I get to the living room to see my parents and siblings sitting on the couches. Are you fucking kidding me? I glare at my family and toss my gun at my dad."I'm going back to bed," I say to them before I turn to head upstairs."Figlio," My dad says and I look over my sho

Nicola's POV:"The city is gorgeous," the black haired girl said when we got back into the hotel. "I could live here.""Indeed," I reply, "Vieste is meraviglioso.""Mommy?" the little girl asks Elle, "can we wook at da fwowers?"