SECRETS | Fate: The Winx Saga ~ Alternate Season 2

Chapter 24

In the car which was getting him closer to his wife every second, Saul was getting restless. Surrounded by two security guards and the driver, he wondered how she was doing, in what state he would find her, and above all, if their son was doing well. However, this sudden surge of solidarity from the Queen was leaving him somewhat doubtful. All it took was a few minutes of conversation with Ben for her to come to their rescue, even though she had ordered his arrest a few weeks earlier. Luna was definitely a mysterious woman...or very much under the spell of the botany professor.

When he arrived at the Queen's property, specifically the one where Farah was staying, the Specialist's heart raced. In a few seconds she would be in front of him, and they would be alone in the cottage, as Stella's mother had requested. Then he could hug his beloved wife, kiss her and reassure her. He missed her so much...
The guards escorted him to the door, which opened to reveal a domestic worker.

"Good morning Madam, as expected, we're bringing you Mr. Silva," announced the guard who was holding him firmly by the arm.

"Please, come in," responded the dark-haired lady with a big smile. "Madam is in the living room, waiting for Monsieur."

Saul smiled back as he entered the house, impatient at the thought of seeing her again.
Once in the entrance hall, the guards let him go and everyone left the house, leaving the couple alone. They had twenty-four hours to reunite, just the two of them.
Farah's husband walked towards the living room, almost trembling. There she was, sitting on the sofa, her eyes sparkling. She didn't need to crack a smile to convey her emotions, her eyes did it all too well.

"Saul..." she whispered as she stood up, moved.

Touched to the core by that call, by that breath, he rushed towards her before twirling her in his arms, happy.

"Farah love! I was so afraid of losing you!" he exclaimed before kissing her on the mouth, consumed with desire. "I thought Rosalind had killed you and I was afraid she'd come after Sky and Ben too."

She laughed softly and stroked his face tenderly.

"Don't worry, Sky is fine, and so is Ben...besides, it's thanks to him and the Queen that I'm alive, they managed to reverse the spell," she reassured him.

Her husband frowned, amused.

"You can thank them, by the way, I'm a little surprised because the Queen doesn't seem to like you really much...or maybe she has a soft spot for Ben, because she has no reason to help us."

"In my opinion, you're not wrong, I can tell by the looks they exchanged when they were treating me that they feel the same way for each other," she replied, nodding, smiling. "They seem to have a thing for each other."

Saul's smile vanished instantly. As much as he wished nothing but the best for his friend, who had been through a terribly difficult time, he still had to remain clear-headed and take as little risk as possible.

"If they love each other and Rosalind finds out, she will destroy them. She believes Luna is her ally, if she sees them together she'll take it as a betrayal and their days will be numbered."

His wife winced, a little bothered: she felt that the Queen had forced herself to save her for Ben, but also, that she was not trustworthy.

"Yes, you're right, I'm concerned about that too," she confessed, troubled. "Ben is very wise and careful, I just hope she didn't do all this to betray him, to betray us, that would be unforgivable."

The Specialist cupped her face, suddenly more relaxed.

"Don't think about it, angel, we only have twenty-four hours left, so let's enjoy it," he suggested in a suave voice before kissing her on the lips.

"Mmmh...wouldn't you rather we made some food first?" she questioned as she moved her hand down his back.

He slipped his lips into her neck, eager to be one with her.

"I suggest we go straight to dessert."

She laughed naughtily, satisfied that her husband's time in prison had not brought him down. They were both worried about the future, they knew he could be sentenced to many years in prison, but at this moment the couple preferred not to think about it. They had so little time to enjoy a moment of intimacy, which might be the only one this year.
The couple were hungry for each other, they wanted each other, so much so that they could not wait to be in the bedroom to start undressing.

As time was running short, their movements were clumsy. They simply didn't have time to contemplate each other and play naughty games. But above all, they had been deprived of each other for so long that they could not help but jump each other wildly. Luckily Farah had fully recovered from her injury!
Once they were completely naked, they could finally touch each other, feed off each other's warmth, kiss, become one.
Despite the urgency of their authentic love, their lovemaking was slow, their breaths deep, their moans hoarse. Saul was holding his wife tightly to his chest, still traumatised by Rosalind' spell. He was so afraid she would find her and kill her...

"Sweetheart, promise me you'll be very careful," he murmured between breaths.

She moaned, intoxicated by his languid movements that were making her shiver.

"Mmmh, Saul, mmmh, I promise, mmmh, you too," she retorted, placing multiple soft kisses on his chest, clinging to him.

He nodded and smiled, moved to see her let herself go after all she had been through. All this resilience commanded respect and, more than ever, the Specialist's eyes were full of admiration.