Married To A Cruel Billionaire

Chapter 45. Honeymoon

He was right when he said long journey.

As soon as she woke up, he pulled her into the bathroom and teased her when she was reluctant into letting him remove her clothes. He had seen her naked before, so she shouldn't be embarrassed but she was exactly that. After a good bath and a sweet massage, she felt relaxed but that wasn't were his pampering stopped.

He dressed her up and brought her downstairs, where Yaya had arrived a few hours before but still insisted on making the breakfast for them. He fed her, with his hands, and later prepared as well before they climbed to his car and drove to the location of his private jet at the periphery of the city. Then they took the plane and it landed in Italy, before a helicopter picked them to drop them on a beautiful island.o

"Is this what paradise look like?" She asked to no one in particular and he chuckled behind her. Someone appeared from behind the trees and greeted Elijah in Italian which he spoke fluently. A fire crept in the pit of her stomach as she stared at him, mesmerized by his charm.

The man then smiled at her.

"Hello Signora" He said in a very thick Italian accent.

"Hello sir" She greeted back and he exchanged a little more with Elijah before leaving with the helicopter. She frowned seeing their means of transport was gone.

"The man is the one in charge of taking care of the villa when I am not there and since I rarely come here, he gets to leave with his family here. You couldn't meet them because they left yesterday and we have enough provision for a month so don't worry"

"A month? And our clothes?"

"There are clothes in there with everything we will need."

"I see. So we are on honeymoon?" She blushed a little and he chuckled kissing her nose.

"Exactly, and guess what? We are the only two human beings on this island, meaning, nothing, absolutely nothing will stop me from devouring you whole this time"

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"If you call me again for non-important stuffs you can deal with Steffen..." His tone was warning and Altagracia chuckled, putting back her dress. "...Your head will roll" He said and ended the call. "So where did we end?"

"I am hungry and curious about this place, tour me around, please?" She said and he gaped at her then sighed. The trace if his excitation still poking at his trousers and she bit her lips so she wouldn't laugh.

"Are you serious?" He whined and she finally chuckled.

"You just brought me up here as soon as my feet touched the ground, you should tour me around, more importantly, we have time. I don't don't even know the way to the kitchen" She argued and he pouted before sighing.

"Fine" He said in a whiny tone and she kissed the corner of his lips as he pulled her out. The visit was quick. Three rooms including the master bedroom, two bathrooms. A huge living room with a study room with a shelf filled with book and a kitchen worth the best magazines.

"I think I am falling in love" She said entering the kitchen and he chuckled.

"So what do you want to it?" He asked putting on an apron and she sat at the counter, watching him.

"The best dish on your list maestro" She said and he smirked, pulling out various ustensils. He also pulled out various ingredients and placed them on the counter as well.

"Lasagna it is" He said with his Italian accent and heat crept to her cheeks.

"Did you live in Italy long?"

"Well, two years, while I bought this island and made sure this villa was built to my liking." He winked at her and she blushed biting her lip. She didn't know a man who cooked was so hot, or was it only her man?

Oh Lord, she needed a distraction.

"Can I help you?"

"Nah, just sit and watch me while I seduce you" He said and her eyes widened.

So the guy knew what he was doing!

This devil!

After a couple of hours through which she had gone through various shades of red, he finally dropped a plate before her and intended to feed her.

"You are spoiling me too much" She smiled and he chuckled.

"Nah, I am just making sure you reserve your energy for something else" She almost swallowed the food through the wrong pipe.

"You love flustering me, right?"

"Nah, I love to see the effect I have on you, cause trust me, you affect me more than anything" He said, his voice husky and she gulped before he cleared his throat feeding another bite. "By the way, your mother is doing well and will be discharged next week. My grandparents insist on meeting her."

"That's good to hear, I thought since I wasn't there she would not feel very comfortable"

"Oh, she is with Doctor Ed" He said and they both smirked knowingly.

"By the way, the first thing she asked was a job, I think I know from whom you get that love for work"

"If that's what she wants, not even me will be able to change her mind and she is still young anyway" She shrugged.

"Such a sweet daughter. Sigh, if only she could be a sweet wife as well"

"I am a sweet wife"

"No you are not, you are neglecting me. You didn't even make sure I ate" He said and she bit her lip, taking the fork from him and cutting a piece to feed him. But he shook his head, smirking. That devilish smirk that announced nothing good.

"I want to eat hazelnut" He said and she blushed, running off to their room. He stared at her retreating figure in disbelief before chuckling, and decided to do the dishes. "Maybe I am scaring her?"

But she should have been used to it by now. Why did she run?

Once he was done with the dishes, he climbed up the stairs hesitantly.

"Maybe I did something else that made her mad?" He stood out of the door, rethinking about all the events from the moment the arrived till now and he couldn't see a thing. She was pleased when he fed her. Was she scared of him?

With what happened with Orlando, he wouldn't be surprised, but he thought he had managed to make her forget.

He gritted his teeth pushing the door open, just when she was leaving the bathroom. She gave him a small smile as his eyes widened.