Emilia's POV. "Somebody is excited to go to school today," I said in a singsong voice to Aria. She has been humming and doing a slow dance in the bathroom since and she didn't even complain when I was washing her hair so yeah, she is definitely in a good mood. "Yes, mummy. I am super excited." She announced. "You want to tell mummy what has got you so excited?" I asked her while helping her to dry her hair. "Daddy said he would come and pick me up from school later in the afternoon, isn't that exciting? I get to show all of my friends that I do have daddy too." She said. She was so excited about it that she could not even sit still and I wasn't about to ruin that for her. "Daddy said that?" I asked her and nodded. "We will go for ice cream after school and he will drop me off at the salon." She said. "Okay, Princess. Why don't you go and put on your uniform while mummy gets ready." I told her. She was out of the chair before I could even complete my sentence. I picked up my p

Riccardo's POV. I drove as fast as I could to Aria's school even though a part of me already knew that Emilia would have picked her up. Just as I expected, the school was already by the time I got there and even the guy that I placed in charge of Aria was nowhere in sight. I fucked up big time. Aria was really looking forward to me picking her up from school. I could see the excitement in her eyes yesterday and now...I don't even want to imagine the pain she would be in. I don't know how I forgot all about picking her up because I was looking forward to picking her up too and now... I drove out of her school and started heading for Emilia's workplace. Emilia, I have only given her another reason to not come with me to Italy. I started thinking about how I was going to apologize to Aria. I don't even know the things she likes yet, apart from doughnuts. I stopped over at a toy store and just started picking all sorts of things that I thought Aria would like but then again she is way t

Riccardo's POV. I won't be getting any sleep this night, that much is already clear. I shouldn't have gone as far as I went this night. I didn't plan to, I was just going to warn her about her urge to always interrupt me when I am trying to talk to her and to make her keep quiet about the love thing but she has been tormenting me since she stepped out of her room in that nightie that wasn't supposed to be so seductive or rather won't look seductive on anyone else but it looked really good on her. It fitted her like a second skin and showed off her body in the most flattering way. I think I was just able to hold myself back because Aria was with us. I should have just allowed her to go to bed after Aria did but the urge to have her close was too strong to resist.The feel of her body against mine and her smell, that fucking smell that I couldn't resist. She smelled like chocolate cake and I have never been one to enjoy that dessert but I couldn't resist it and she was responsive. I ha

Riccardo's POV.I didn't think it was possible to be so attracted to someone that every little movement they make makes you want to just...jump them. I thought I got over that one moment of madness yesterday night but I soon realized I was wrong when she walked into the kitchen this morning. I sensed her before she even entered the kitchen and when she spoke, I stiffened up immediately. I had flashbacks of what happened last night and it was when I felt my dick twitch that I confirmed that I was actually in for it. I didn't turn to look at her because I don't trust myself with her anymore then she did that good morning kiss thing, it took everything in me not to grab her by her ass and pull her closer to me and show her how a good morning kiss is done there and there but Aria was present so I held myself back. I still ended up kissing her properly anyway. She looked so beautiful sitting there in my car and going on and on about Aria's teacher. She was jealous, she didn't admit it but

Riccardo's POV. Maybe I should not have spoken to her that way. I should have tried to make her see reason and understand why I had to do what I did but then again Riccardo never explains himself, I have never done it and I won't start doing it now. Then there is the fact that she already thinks the worst of me—not that she is wrong— but what is the point in correcting her? I see no point actually so I just let it be. Emilia woke up about thirty minutes before the plane landed. She refused to sit beside me and she sat beside Enzo. Aria was still attached to Raffaele— I am not sure how I feel about that but we will see. The plane landed and we got out. We had a car waiting to pick us up from the airport and drive us home. I was surprised by Emilia's willingness to enter the car. She didn't struggle or grumble or anything. She just held Aria and entered the car. I sat down beside them at the back of the car. I noticed that Emilia moved over a little bit and drew an oblivious Aria clo