"Babe, are you done yet?" Aiden calls from downstairs. I give myself a once over in the mirror of his bathroom and huff at the sight of my hair. A messy bun was all I could make out of the brown, tangled mess without it looking like a bird's nest. Clearly, twenty minutes were just enough for my eyes to water from the pull of my hairbrush, instead of my hair to look neat and untangled like it's used to.

It was not a good idea to sleep in a bun last night...

"Coming!" I shout and grab my purse, phone and charger. Skipping downstairs, I find Aiden dressed in a suit, leaning against the back of the couch, his eyes focused on the phone in his hands. I look down at my own clothes, black, baggy sweatpants and black crop top under my black, bubble jacket. Yeah. At least the colours are matching.

Are we supposed to be dressed formally? I mean, we're going to be in a plane for a few hours.

"Should I change?" His head shoots you at the sound of my voice, his emerald eyes roaming my body hungrily. Licking his lips, Aiden answers."No, baby, I'll change into sweats once on the jet."

He takes a few steps toward me and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into a warm embrace. I wrap my own around his neck as he laces small kisses on my exposed collar bone, making butterflies take over every inch of my stomach. "You look beautiful." Aiden whispers and pulls his head away from the crook of my neck. His manly aroma heavily floating in the air around us.

"You too. You look handsome in a suit." I smile softly and bring his head down to meet my lips.  His hands fall from my waist to my butt where he squeezes the flesh through my sweats, a groan of approval leaving from deep within his chest.

Aiden hoists me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, but pull away from our kiss once I realise why I came down here in the first place.

"We need to go." My chest heaves as I pant out my words.

"I'd rather kiss you." He smiles and pecks my lips before putting me down to my feet, his hands never leaving my body.

I bite down on my lip to contain my smile and look around for the bags from over his shoulder.

"Where's the bags?" My eyebrows furrow in confusion as I look around the living room. Our baggage now gone from from their place next to the coffee table.

"My driver got them to the car." He takes my hand, intertwining our fingers, "if we don't leave now we won't leave at all."

.......

I wave at the two suit clad body guards on either side of the air stair, unable to contain my excitement. Aiden chuckles lowly behind me and gives them a curt nod back, his hand on the small of my back as we board the jet.

"Hello Mr and Mrs De Rossi, I hope you enjoy your flight." The flight attendant smiles as she hands both of us small water bottles.

"Thank you, " I smile back, a blush creeping up my neck at the sound of Mrs De Rossi.

Avery Marchetti De Rossi, I kind of like it. There is no way I'm giving up my last name. I need to stop thinking ahead of myself.

With a shake of my head and a shaky intake of air, I look around the interior. White and different shades of light brown and dark beige are the main colour theme. The walls on either side of the plane are a shiny white, with some parts being coloured in dark beige. Two leather seats stand on either side creating a small aisle and behind them stands four seats like some type of lounge area, with a table in the middle of them all.

Whoever designed this, sure has a good taste. "Come on, princess." Aiden whispers from beside me and takes my hand, leading me towards a seat. He sits next to me, his hand finding my thigh immediately.

"How long will we be flying?" I ask as I look out the small window. Everything below us becomes smaller and smaller, soon turning into dots before the clouds and the blue blue sky overtakes everything around us.

"We'll be in Catania around 6 pm," he smiles and looks up at the ceiling. My eyes follow to where his are, only to find the belt sign off.

A devilish smirk spreads across his handsome face and he turns to look at me. His hungry eyes, once again roam my body, making me feel exposed under his intense gaze, before settling on my eyes again. Standing up, his head almost reaches the ceiling.

"Come with me." That's what she said. I need to stop.

I grab hold of his extended hand and let him lead me to the back of the plane. A metallic door comes into view and Aiden pulls it open, revealing a considerably large cabin bedroom with the same colour theme as the rest of the plane.

A big double bed, with soft looking pillows and white covers stands in the middle of the room, pressed up against a wall with a small nightstand next to it.

"Wanna join the mile high club?" He moves behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist as I continue looking around in confusion.

"What?" I ask, trying to understand what he's asking. Before my mind has time to process what's happening, Aiden throws me on the bed and soon climbs on himself. His body hovering over mine, his soft lips brushing against my own. He pulls my arms from my sides to above my head and holds them securely under his palm in a pleasurably, tight grip.

"Wanna join the mile high club?" Aiden repeats  again. A smirk on his lips.

"What's tha-" his lips cut me off. He roughly pushes his tongue inside my mouth, dominating me. I moan as he starts grinding against my thigh. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pull him closer, matching his moves. Our groins rub against each other, the only thing separating us, the fabric of our clothes.

"Aiden, " I whisper breathlessly, my heart beating erratically.

I want him.

"Not now. I'll give you pleasure, but I won't give you what you want now." He promises huskily, as if reading my thoughts. His lips against my ear, making goosebumps rise on every inch of my skin.

Pressing kisses from my ear, he continues all the way down to my neck and collar bone, where he takes his sweet  time, bruising my skin with his lips and tongue.

"Tell me to stop. I'll do it immediately." He whispers and pushes a hand under my shirt as soon as I give him my nod of approval. I gasp at the contact of his cold hand on the skin of my stomach. He pulls it out again, this time taking the shirt off me, leaving me in a black bra.

His suit jacket joins my shirt on the floor of the plane and soon after, our pants follow suit. The two of us in nothing but underwear. His eyes move up and down my body, as if I'm some complicated art piece he's trying to work out. Licking his lips, he removes his eyes from my exposed chest to my own.

"They'll hear us." I look into his eyes.

Aiden shakes his head. "We'll be the only ones to hear. No one else, so be quiet." He presses a long, possessive kiss to my lips, as if to tell me to keep quiet.

Pushing me further up the bed, he grazes my tender skin with his teeth until he reaches down to my panties, which he pulls down my legs with his mouth.

Looking into my eyes lustfully, he connects our mouths and allows our tongues massage one another. Aiden's one hand rubbing up my thigh, inching closer to my dripping core each time.

A digit gets pushed inside my slit, making me moan into his mouth. My back arches off the mattress. He pumps in and out if me, curling the top of his finger, creating pressure in my lower stomach.

Pulling away from my lips, he looks into my eyes and wraps his one hand around my throat. Squeezing lightly as my eyes flutter at the pleasure. "Don't stop." I whisper when I feel him remove his finger from inside me.

What he does next surprises me.

With his gaze locked on mine, he slowly opens his lips and sucks my wetness off his finger, moaning softly at my taste. I blush and he smiles when he sees the red colour, probably all over my face.

Aiden moves down my body until his mouth is against my core. He blows against my clit and holds eye contact one last time, before plugging his tongue inside me.

I have to bite my arm to keep my moans quiet. The immense pleasure soon gets too much to handle and after a few minutes, I come undone on his tongue.

........

Our heated activities kept going for another hour before we both fell asleep in each others arms. We eventually landed in Catania at around six pm, as he said and were greeted by the soft afternoon breeze and setting sun.

With our baggage packed in a red Ferrari, Aiden drove us to the place he owns here; a two story Mediterranean house, with a few guards all around the gated property and a great view of the clear blue ocean water in front of it.

After an incredible house tour which consisted mostly of the two of us kissing and touching, we ended up taking showers and then jumped on the bed in the master bedroom. This time we took a nap, with our underwear and clothes on. Me under Aiden, while he laid on top of me-as usual-with one hand inside my sleep shorts and the other under my waist. But I'm definitely not complaining.

The tiredness seems to have taken a toll on us because here we are, standing twenty minutes late in front of Rose's and Enzo's door-Aiden's parents house- where we are invited for late dinner.

"Aiden bear!" Rose's squeal brings me back to reality. The tiny woman wraps her arms tightly around him bringing him in for a tight hug.

"Mom, " he groans at the nickname before pulling back. She slaps his chest with the back of her palm, causing me to giggle. "Oh shut it you big baby-" scoffing, she turns to me, the bright smile back on her face.

"Baby Aves! God, I've missed you so much honey!" Rose gushes, her arms wrapping around me in a motherly manner, as we sway softly from side to side.

"Hi," I smile into the hug, closing my eyes.

She pulls back and holds me within arms length as she looks at me from top to button.

"You're even prettier than I remember. I did not think it was possible." She murmurs the last part to herself. I blush.

"Did I hear Rosie say Aiden Bear?" A voice says from behind us and approaching footsteps are heard before an older version of Aiden stands in front of him, his arms wide open for a hug.

"Would you stop that?" Aiden groans, hugging his father.

"Yeah would you stop that? I have my girlfriend here." Enzo mimics him in a high pitched voice, before hugging me.

"It's good to see you sweetheart." He tells me softly.

"Likewise." I smile back.

......

"What are you doing tonight?" Rose questions across the table, looking between me and Aiden as she sips on her wine.

"Spero che la porterai fuori, Aiden." Enzo gives him a pointed look.
(I hope you'll take her out, Aiden.)

"Of course we'll go out, we're going to the club after this." He announces and looks at me with a smirk. My eyes lit up at the sound of club.

"We're going clubbing?" I ask excitedly, looking back at him with a large smile. Clubbing isn't something I would normally do on a Friday night, but I'm here for vacation and with Aiden, so I suppose it's fine. The main reason as to why I wouldn't go clubbing is probably because I'm underage.

They all chuckle at my excitement and he nods, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "We'll be on the VIP."

I almost squeal. I've never been to a club ever in my life and I certainly haven't partied in the VIP section. Actually that's a lie. I've been to Tristan's club once when he needed to drop off some paperwork, but it wasn't open at the time and no one was there except the bartender who's name I don't remember.

It wasn't pretty when Xavier found out that he took me to there.

"Ahh, VIP, " Enzo sighs, looking at the ceiling dreamily."It was the first place me and your mother fucke-"

"Dad!"

"Enzo!" Rose and Aiden exclaim, their wide eyes matching mine as we all realise what he was about to say.

"What, I'm just going down the memory line." He shrugs.

Rose slaps the back of his head, "we don't need you to." She rolls her eyes.

"That's not what you said last night when w-"

"Chiuderesti quella cazzo do bocca?!" Another slap.
(Would you shut the fuck up?!)

"Mi dispiace amore mio." He responds with cheesy grin.
(I'm sorry my love.)

With a roll of her eyes, she turns her attention to me and Aiden. "Will you go to the ball as well?" She asks me with a gentle smile, successfully changing the subject.

"Yeah." I reply smiling back.

"Great! I'll take you shopping tomorrow, be ready by eleven we're going for lunch too! Actually no, we're getting breakfast first and then we can go shopping and then we can go for lunch and then we can go to the spa I usually go to they can do whatever manicure and pedicure you want them to do an-"

"Mama, calm down, you can go out for lunch or whatever if Ry wants too, but I have things planned for dinner time already." Aiden interrupts, glancing at me sideways as he takes my hand under the table, squeezing it lightly.

"I don't have a problem, I would love to go shopping with you." I assure her, to which she smiles at and gives Aiden an I told you so look.

"He's right my love, I have things planned for us as well." Enzo winks at Rose making a light pink colour appear on her flawless cheeks.

"Oh god." Aiden sighs with a shake of his head.

"Oh you do?" She mutters looking at him through her lashes. The flirting between them gets stronger, which I find adorable.

Aiden face palms while I look at their exchange with adoration. I want me and Aiden to be like that when we're older. I need to stop thinking ahead of myself.

"Oh yes, I do. I can give you a sneak peak if you want." He smirks at her.

"Okay, well, we'll leave you to to the sneak peak. " Aiden mutters and stands up, wrapping an arm around my waist once I stand next to him.

"Finally I get my wife for myself." Enzo mutters, glaring playfully at his son.

........

I walk downstairs and tap on Aiden's shoulder with the tip of my finger. He turns around, whiskey glass in one hand and his phone in the other. He looks at me up and down, wetting his lips.

I'm dressed in a black two piece, consisting of a mini skirt that ends a few inches below my butt and a matching, low cut, crop top. The skirt has a metallic string reaching across one end to the other and the same detail is on my top's straps.

My makeup is minimal, with a, thankfully, perfectly winged eyeliner, nude eyeshadow and a flawless base. The thirty minutes I had to get ready weren't long enough for a Smokey eye as I first had planned.

"Fuck," Aiden breaths. I let my own eyes take him in. Of course, he's dressed in a black suit, but this time he's wearing a silver tie clip that matches my two piece.

"You're hot." I state boldly before I can think.

He smirks, "you're hot as well." Aiden spins me around and smacks my butt before pulling me into his chest, his finger gripping my chin. "There is no way I would let you go out like this alone."He rasps out and brings me in for a kiss.

"I wouldn't want you to." I kiss his lips again.

"Let's go," Taking his hand in mine, I lead him to the door, my black heels clinking against the marbled floor.

.......

"Stay with me at all times, baby." I yell over the loud music, my arm tightly wrapped around her middle as I push us through the crowd, towards the VIP section of my club.

My girl is looking gorgeous, as usual. The looks of the drooling males she gets as we walk past them let's me know that I'm not the only one thinking that way. She pulls herself closer to my side and kisses the side of my neck when she sees the pissed off look on my face. My possessiveness has surely gotten the better of me once again.

"Don," the guard slides the white curtain open and we walk inside the separated area. A rounded booth style couch sits up against the black wall and a white, glassy table with a champagne bucket and two glasses sits on it.

"Ciao capo, signora, cosa posso offrirti?" A waitress nods respectfully, a while after we've seated us.
(Hello boss, mrs, what can I get you?)

"Can we get six tequila shots?" She smiles at the girl making my eyes widen. I look at her as she sits innocently on my lap.

"Be right up," the waitress responds her Italian accent heavy before turning and walking away.

"Tequila shots?" I raise a brow, smirking.

Ry straddles my lap and runs her hand up and down my chest. A swirling feeling settling in my stomach.

Fuck me.

"I want to drink and dance." She tilts her head with a smile. I grip the back of her neck and kiss her deeply my tongue invading her mouth. The need to touch her gets stronger but I won't, I know that our drinks will arrive any second and it'll make her uncomfortable if I touch her in front of foreign eyes.

Just as I thought, the waitress from earlier places a tray of six shots on the table and scurries away right after.

Ry remains on my lap but shifts to my one leg, her back against me now. "Let's see who can finish first!" She shouts.

I grip her hip.

"You already know I'll win, " I tease her and press a kiss to her cheek before counting down to three.

We both down shot after shot and surprisingly, Ry finishes first. She shakes her head to get rid of the bitter taste but looks at me with an award winning smile right after. "Oh, look Aiden you finished first," she gasps sarcastically.

"You'll always finish first and you know that," I whisper in her ear and wait for her to get the double entendres.

Her eyes widen and her cheeks turn a deep shade of red. "Stop." She lightly hits my chest and bites her lip to contain her smile.

We order more drinks and enjoy each others company. Talking, kissing everything we do with her on top of me. But I would never complain.

She pulls away from our kiss, hiccuping a little before laughing loudly. I smile at her.

Ry runs her fingers from the side of my neck down to the front. A look of confusion crosses her face when her finger tangles itself on the chain of my necklace. She pulls it from under my dress shirt and examines the A formed pendant before a look of realisation registers on her face.

"We have the same!" She shouts over the loud music and holds her own out to me.

I smirk,"turn it around."

Ry does as instructed and narrows her