Back For Her

Chapter 32

"That was not funny!" He yelled, trying to brush off the sand from his hair. 

I chuckled and threw some more making him glare at me.

We were in San Vito Lo Capo beach and were having the time of our lives.

"Let's go swimming," He suggested, looking at the calm waters. 

"I don't have a swimsuit," I said with a pout. 

He chuckled and threw something at me from a bag I didn't even know he carried. 

I walked to a nearby washroom to change.

I wore a black bikini with a cut near my stomach. It showcased my curves perfectly and displayed my toned stomach. 

I applied some sunscreen and walked out. I saw Lucifer wearing his black swimsuits. His perfect v-line showed along with his heavenly abs. I saw girls drooling over him which made me burn with jealousy. 

I cleared my throat and walked to him.

I glared at those girls, who ran away the moment they saw me.

Lucifer chuckled. "Are you jealous, Ryl?"

"Of course I'm fucking jealous! You're my husband!"

His smile widened when I called him my husband.

"Babe, you look so beautiful," He whispered, giving a soft peck on my lips.

I heard someone whistle behind me. I turned around and saw 3 men, hot men, gawking at me. 

Lucifer's breathing increased and he fisted his hands. He was getting mad.

"Lucifer, let them be. It's fine," I tried calming him down. 

He looked at me and his gaze softened. He glared at the men one last time before turning away from them.

Wait- I calmed him down? He listened to me?

"Come on," He held my hand and dragged me to the water. 

"Lucifer I-" I didn't get to complete my sentence as he pushed me into the sea. I yelped and my head bobbed up. 

I glared daggers at Lucifer who just smirked back. I splashed a whole lot of water on his face making him cough. He pouted and touched his wet hair. 

"You spoiled my hairstyle!" He yelled with a pout, splashing water back at me. 

We had a water fight in which Lucifer, obviously, won.

"It's not fair! You're taller, that's why you won!" I argued. 

He chuckled. "I don't get how me being tall even benefits me."

"It does benefit you because-because, you-," I fumbled with my words making Lucifer chuckle again.

We walked back onto the hot sand and sat on the bench. 

"Do you want ice-cream?" He asked, putting on his black sunglasses. 

 I nodded eagerly. Only a mad man would say no to ice-cream.

"I want a-" 

"Cookies n' cream with extra chocolate syrup and whipped cream," He interjected. 

I nodded. He knew me the best. Lucifer got up and walked to the ice-cream shop which was nearby.

"Hello?" I heard someone ask. 

I turned around and met with a blonde girl. She looked so familiar. 

"Yes?" I asked. 

"Look, bitch. Lucifer's mine, so stay the fuck away from him," She said with a shrill voice.