The white cage

Chapter 98 : Their first time

Donald decided to take his wife on a trip, he felt like she needed some rest after all the stress she's been going through

They just got settled on their seats, she looked at him
" Still don't wanna tell me where are you taking me to ? "

He smirked " Nope "

" Oh come on Donald ! Please just tell me where are we going ! I can't wait anymore ! " She pouted

" Patience Mrs Trump, Patience " He said smiling knowing that he's really driving her crazy

" I hate you " she mumbled hitting his arm playfully

He chuckled " I love you too babe "

She snuggled up to him" I wish we brought Barron with us " she sighed

He rolled his eyes " Honey we need some alone time, I promise you we'll go on vacancy with our Boy soon, but now let's just try to spend some time together, okay baby ? "

She smiled a little " You are right we need this getaway... just you and me "

He nodded looking at her lovingly " Just you and  me..." before kissing her lips passionately leaving her breathless

He caressed her hair as she laid her eyes on his shoulder
" Baby do you remember pur first time ? " she asked shyly

He chuckled " How would I forget it ! It was so special and unique ! "

" You were so nice and understanding " she smiled kissing his palm

" And you were so gorgeous and pure, you still are " He said kissing her head

~~~~~~~~~~~~~throwback ~~~~~~~~~~~~
26 mayo 1999

It had been a beautiful wedding ceremony and Melania found that her heart was more full than it had felt in a long time.
She had attended the wedding alone, but only because there was still that unspoken tension between her and her boyfriend... they'd a little fight that morning, he was being jealous which she found that it was really silly.

She stood alone now, her hands leaned against the cool white railing and her gaze drifting out over the water...

I wish you were here with me... she thought to herself

A gentle breeze tousled her honey colored hair and a small sigh escaped her painted lips. She felt his presence before she saw him, her instincts were still engaged...

she thought of all the moments they'd shared, thought about how this ceremony would be another moment added to a long list.

"Melania," he called her name, announcing his presence and for a moment it felt as though everything just stopped. She glanced up over her shoulder at him, the ghost of a smile tugging at her lips,

"Hey," she said casually, trying not to get her hopes up for what he may or may not be thinking.

His gaze swept easily up and down her, taking in her full form, "you look..." he spoke, his voice drifting away on the breeze, "stunning," he finished, nerves evident as he spoke.

She smiled softly, aware that this might've been the first time he complimented her after their little fight, Perhaps he knew, that she'd only bought this dress for him to take it off.

"Thank you," she replied, reaching up to pull a stray strand of hair away from her face,

"You don't look half bad yourself... At least the time you spent with me breathed some life into your wardrobe." It was meant to be a subtle tease, but somehow it came off harsher than she intended...