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Few days laterIt was five in the evening, I was drinking my coffee and waiting for my husband who was about to come home in a few minutes. His business in Italy was done so he came back a day earlier than planned.
My excitement was building as I was waiting. Although we talked every single day, I felt like I missed his presence. I'm getting weird, I know. I'm getting very weird.
Suddenly, the door opened making me rush to my husband in excitement. I stopped in my tracks when i saw a few people coming in too, with big bags in their hands.
Elias stopped and opened his arms. "You're not going to greet your husband?"
I laughed and ran to hug him. I could feel the strength in his arms as he wrapped them around me, to trap me in his never ending warmth.
Ah, I missed him...
We pulled back after a minute of hugging each other and I frowned when I saw his bodyguards they take bags out of the car and take them home.
"What are these?"
"Presents, for you." He said and I widened my eyes.
"What?"
"Take them in my room." He ordered and the guys went upstairs.
"Elias-"
"Come with me." He grabbed my hand and started walking upstairs.
We went inside his room and it was already full with bags and boxes. The guys brought the last ones and exited the room, leaving us alone.
"Oh my God," I breathed out in amazement.
Big bags from a lot of luxury shops like Versace, Valentino, Prada, Gucci...were plastered across the room.
"Open them." Elias said as I was still in shock.
I went closer and started opening some bags and boxes. Clothing, shoes, jewelry, bags...
"Wow." Was all I could say.
"You like them?" Elias whispered in my ear as he circled his arms around my waist, pulling me against his chest.
"Love it, thank you so much." I caressed his cheek.
"You deserve even more."
I bit my lip and turned around, hugging him again. "Thank you again." I pecked his lips.
"You're welcome, wifey."
"I missed you." I blurted out and felt him stiffen. But Elias quickly recovered and hugged me even tighter, showing me that he missed me too.
"I missed you too."
I let out a small sigh and nuzzled my head in his neck. This scent, it felt like I was in the right place. Like I was home.
I squealed when he picked me up and threw us on the bed. Placing kisses all over my face, neck, collarbone while I laughed.
"I love your laugh." He said, making my breath hitch.
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