𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

15

The intense light made me squint my eyes and I woke up slowly opening my eyes. I was sleeping facing towards the window so the direct sunlight disturbed my beautiful sleep.

I then glanced at the digital clock placed on the nightstand and it shows 7 am. I was too lazy to wake up so I turned to the other side where my husband was sleeping.

He seemed to be in deep sleep and even while sleeping his sexiness does not decrease. He looked like an innocent child who had no worries about the world but when he wakes up he is a different person.

A smile crept on my lips when I gazed at his exquisite face and warmth engulfed me while I recalled his confession.

I love you.

The three words have been implanted in my brain and I could still hear his hoarse voice in my mind. But I still couldn't pinpoint my own feelings. I am sure I fell in love at first sight but....

Sometimes, I could not believe that I married him and this excellent man is my husband. It has only been two days since our marriage but he made me feel like he had known me for a long time.

There is a tactic understanding between us and I don't feel uncomfortable whenever I am around him. It feels like I can be the real me in front of him and show my true color which is hidden from the world.

In these two days, he had made me feel so much happiness that I forgot that we are newlyweds and we haven't had much interaction before. He made me feel like we are already a couple and we have known each other for many years.

Before him, I had suitors while I was in high school and even more when I was in university and they were dashing and fine gentlemen but not a single of them pique my interest.

Frankly saying, since the day I had entered into the teenage phase, I had craved for someone who will take my breath away in the single meeting and spend the rest of his life with me.

It seemed normal for the teenage girl to dream of their future husband but I never tried to look out for men. I mean I waited for destiny to take its course and let fate decide my man.

Once my father accidentally shared his little part of his love story of how he had pursued my mother and I was so impressed by their story that I had thought that I would also experience the falling in love phase then marry the man but things don't happen as we want.

And whenever I saw the harmonious relationship of my parents, I would always dream of a man who is meant for me. I don't know why but I couldn't stop myself from fantasizing about the man whenever I was alone.

I was an introvert and do not like social gatherings and parties so I always celebrate my birthday with my parents and my best friend.

Except for the tutor who would come to teach me, I did not interact much with the outer world and spend most of my days reading novels or watching dramas.

It may be the influence of those lovey-dovey dramas which made my teenage self addicted to the concept of true love. And whenever the sweet interaction between the leads will show up, my eyes would be glued to the screen.

Nothing could divert my attention once I start the drama and I would often fantasize about the interaction between me and my imaginary husband.

There would be a blurry image of my future husband and Thea would laugh whenever I would talk about marrying a prince charming. She would always tease me saying it's a dream far away from reality.

She wasn't an introvert like me but an easy-going girl so knew more about the world than me. My understanding was based on the novel world so I always thought that life was all about happiness.

But one day when I saw Thea crying silently standing near the window cursing her mother, I knew the reality she was talking about.

No one in today's world would love someone so deeply that it hurts every second you are apart. There is no such thing about true love and people are selfish.

If people are not selfish then Thea's mother wouldn't have left her and eloped with the other man. That day, I face the harsh reality and thought that its impossible to find someone, whom I have always dreamt of.

But there was a minuscule of hope that there would be someone, someone whom I'm destined to spend my whole life with and he wouldn't leave me alone in the journey of life.

I don't know why I'm obsessed with true love and a single man but it's my wildest dream which I hope to be fulfilled. Just like my mom and dad, I also hope to find my own happiness and live the dream which I always yearn to be true.

And I hope that I had taken the right decision of marrying him and he would never let me down.

I subconsciously move my finger to his bare chest and drew a circle on it. I was so immersed in my thought that I did not notice that the man was wide awake.

"Zeta!" Vincenzo holds my hand and pulled me to his chest.

He buried his face on my neck and I placed my right leg on top of his. My sudden action made him bite my neck.

"Mm." I moaned roaming my hand on his bare back.

"Amore. What are you doing?" He asked in his sexy morning voice.

"What?" I feigned innocence looking at his grey orbs.

"My sexy vixen. Don't tell me I did not warn you!" Vincenzo flipped me on the bed and got on top of me.