My Man (18+) ✔️

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Inessa stood in the bedroom, her eyes widening with surprise as Vincent entered, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. He held a sleek black suitcase in his hand, swinging it casually as he approached her.

"Inessa, pack a bag," Vincent said, his voice filled with excitement. "We're going on a business trip together."

She furrowed her brow, her mind racing with questions. "But what about Matteo?" Inessa asked, concern lacing her voice. "Who will take care of him?"

Vincent reached out to place a reassuring hand on her arm. "Don't worry, my love. Your mother has kindly offered to watch over Matteo while we're away. He'll be in good hands."

Relief washed over her, and a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She trusted her mother implicitly, knowing she would take excellent care of their precious baby boy.

Curiosity sparked within her, and she couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going, Vincent?"

Vincent's eyes gleamed with excitement as he revealed their destination. "We're going to Spain, my love. Barcelona, to be exact. There's an important business matter I need to attend to, but I want you by my side."

A wave of excitement surged through her, her mind instantly filling with images of vibrant streets, breathtaking architecture, and the rich culture of Spain. Inessa's heart swelled with gratitude for Vincent's thoughtfulness, always considering her happiness and longing to share new experiences with her.

She nodded eagerly, a spark of anticipation lighting up her eyes. "I'd love to go with you, Vincent. It sounds amazing."

Vincent's smile widened, and he pulled her into a warm embrace, his arms encircling her protectively. "I'm thrilled that you're coming with me, Inessa. We'll make unforgettable memories together."

As they began packing their bags, Inessa's excitement grew. She carefully selected her favorite outfits, envisioning herself strolling hand in hand with Vincent through the bustling streets of Barcelona.

Once everything was prepared, Vincent took her hand and guided her towards the door. "Are you ready, my love?" he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.

Inessa nodded, her heart pounding with excitement. "I'm ready, Vincent. Let's embark on this adventure together."

They stepped outside, the warm breeze of anticipation brushing against their faces. Inessa couldn't wait to explore a new country, immerse herself in its beauty, and deepen her bond with Vincent.

Together, they made their way to the private business plane that awaited them. The sleek aircraft stood tall, ready to transport them to their destination. Inessa felt a surge of butterflies in her stomach, a mix of excitement and nervousness intertwining within her.

As they settled into their seats, the plane took off, soaring through the sky. But as the minutes passed, Inessa's excitement waned, replaced by an unexpected wave of nausea. She placed a hand on her stomach, willing the discomfort to subside, but it only intensified.

Vincent noticed her unease and turned his attention towards her. Concern etched on his face, he reached out and gently rubbed her back. "Are you feeling alright, Inessa?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine worry.

Inessa managed a weak smile, trying to mask her discomfort. "I'm just feeling a little queasy, Vincent. It's probably nothing."

Vincent's brows furrowed with concern, and he motioned for one of the flight attendants. "Is there anything we can do to help with her nausea?" he inquired, his eyes flickering with worry.

The attentive flight attendant offered Inessa a glass of water and a cool towel, providing some relief for her discomfort. Vincent stayed by her side, offering comfort and reassurance, his presence a calming balm amidst her unease.