𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄

𝐕𝐈𝐈 - 𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨

I wake up to see my wife, staring at my shirtless body from above.

"Like what you see, bellissima?" I ask knowing fully well she was totally checking me out.

"No. I'm just.. processing" she explains and I know that's a lie but I let her get away with it.

"Good morning wife," I say standing up and planting a kiss on her cheek.

"Good morning guy I'm unfortunately betrothed to" she replies.

"Let's get ready to leave. Wanna shower first or shower with me?" I ask her knowing the second option might never be happening.

No harm in trying.

She doesn't even bother answering as she steps into my bathroom, slams the door, and locks it from the inside.

Fiesty

Once we're all ready, we greet my family goodbye and we head to her family house.

We couldn't stay for long cause we were already running late for our trip so she quickly says goodbye to them and they promise to keep in contact with each other.

Our chauffeur drops us off at the airport, we check in, board, and head to Paris for our honeymoon.

I hope she enjoys Paris and we get a little honey while here.

Cheesy

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We just landed and she's sleeping.

She looks so beautiful asleep and I feel bad having to wake her up.

"Baby, wake up," I say tapping her thighs softly.

No answer

"Novalie" I call shaking her a bit.

No answer

I do what comes to my head without thinking.

I lean down and place a kiss on her lips and instantly her eyes shoot open and the next thing I feel is her hand placing a hard slap on my face.

"Ouchh!" I say rubbing my face.

"Don't kiss me! At least not without my consent" She hisses at me

"I knew that would wake you up and it did," I say with a stupid smile on my face and she hits my chest.

"Let's go"

I had planned the trip since the beginning, I knew Novalie will be tired so today we were going to sleep in and after that, for the remaining five days before we leave, I have a whole list of options for her to choose from.

Our driver waits for us outside and we get in. He takes us to our hotel.

"So what now?" my wife asks me.

"We rest Mrs. Milano. Anything you'll rather do?"

"No I want to rest but can we go see the Eiffel Tower this night?" she asks with puppy eyes.

"Of course, anything you want," I tell her and that seems to make her smile.

We use our key card to open the door to our hotel suite and at first glance, the interior is beautiful and I see Novalie let out a 'wow' in amazement.

We look around at the place my right-hand man booked for me. He doesn't usually handle such trivial jobs but he's like my assistant so I made him.

On entering the room, you see two openings on the right. On the first opening, you are greeted with a grand bathroom with two sinks, a tub, and a shower and back out of the room, when you move further you see the sleeping area. It consists of a dresser, a coffee table, a large TV placed on the wall, and a small couch right in front of the queen-sized bed. All these, are beside a large glass floor-to-ceiling sliding door which leads to the balcony. The balcony features a large hot tub, two lounge chairs for sunbathing, and a set of couches.