𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

30

I walked towards the sliding window and look out to the forest where birds were chirping. The sun was high in the sky and the day was warm.

I opened the sliding window to get some fresh air and smiled taking in the green surrounding.

It's not early in the morning but it is the first time in many days that I have woken up early than my sexy husband.

And the reason behind my laziness is my so-called husband who has pampered me so much that I'm forgetting the duties of the good wife.

It should be me to get up early and cooked him delicious food but all I'm doing is sleeping and eating. Also, the main culprit is the man himself as he never let me do anything. Even though there are no maids to serve us, he does the things which are needed to be done.

I have never thought that the CEO of the Dominique Empire would do household things and would happily run the errands. In this whole week we are here, he had never brought out some papers to check nor he had attended any conference.

Once he had received the call from his assistant talking for half the night but other than that, that man would never leave me alone. He had even wanted to accompany me while I was using the washroom and I had to think up hard to kick him out of there.

And he is everything I had ever wish for and is more than I could deserve and the only shortcoming is that he tends to be horny every second I touch him. I'm not complaining though but when I wake up after our lovemaking session then my body would feel like it had been run over by a truck. 

He will only sleep while holding me on his arm. And when I went to bed I will sleep on top of my pillow but the next morning I would be wrapped in his arms. Every night before going to bed I would make up my mind to not snuggle to him but each morning my head would be atop of his chest. 

This morning too he had his arms wrapped around my waist and I had slowly unwrapped his hand as to not wake him up from his sleep. And I had to place my pillow in replacement to me when he stirs around in his sleep. 

A foolish smile crept on my face while recalling his handsome face and I walked towards the kitchen to cook breakfast for us. In this whole week of marrying him, he was the only one who had cooked for us so today I decided to make something for our breakfast.

The refrigerator has food stock for a whole week and there is a backyard where fresh vegetable grows so I can make anything I want to eat. But the biggest problem here is that I'm not an excellent cook like my husband and had only made few dishes for my father to taste. 

So I opened the refrigerator and took out some eggs and bacon. I checked out the ingredients kept in the drawer and decided to make pancakes. I took out the pancake mix from the top of the drawer and pour it into the bowl. Then I added the egg and half a cup of water and battered the mixture.

I heated the pan on the stove and after checking its temperature I pour out the mixture on it. I then placed the bacon in the oven and set the timer to bake it. I made a total of 3 pancakes and placed them on two plates. The bacon too was baked and I placed it at the side of the plates.

While I was busying plating, a hand snake my waist and pulled me back to his body. I didn't need to turn around to know who the man is so I continued plating the bacon and Vincenzo placed his head on my shoulder burying his head on my hair.

"Mmmm. Smells so good." He whispered near my ear and I paused in my action.

"Vincenzo!" I yelled shaking my body to get rid of his hold.

"Why did you trick me to sleep more?" He bites the tip of my ear and tightens his hold on my waist.

"You were sleeping soundly so I didn't want to wake you up." He looked so handsome while sleeping that I had a hard time getting up from the bed. 

"But you know that I like to wake up holding you in my arms." He said in a hoarse voice and licked my ear.   

My breath hitched when I listened to him and I leaned my body backwards resting the back of my head against his head. This man would always speak out sweet words which melts my heart and I feel blessed to have him as my man. 

My man. It's sounds pretty good. 

"Amore from next time don't leave the bed earlier than me. And the bacon looks delicious." He moved his hand to grabbed it but I smacked his hand on the mid-way.

"Let's sit down on the dinning table and devour our breakfast." I hold the two plates and walked towards the door. 

"Vincenzo! I forget to take out the juice. Ca-" I turned around remembering about it and Vincenzo cut me off before I could finish the sentence.

"You go. I will bring it out." Vincenzo walked towards the refrigerator and took a jar of mango juice.

"Thank you." I smiled looking at his busy figure and walk out to the dinning table.

The dining table was round in shape made for the family of four and I placed the plates on top of it. I sat down on the chair from where I could see inside of the kitchen and saw my husband pouring the juice on the two glasses. 

He was wearing a shorts and a black t-shirt and he kind of looked cute while doing the household things. Now, I don't need to worry about cooking for a lifetime. 
 

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