FIXING THE BROKEN VOWS

chapter 1

WARNING!!!

If you are going to read this story, I would like to inform you that it is translated from AI, so if you are a perfectionist, you may want to look for another story. Thank you very much!

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Chapter 1

"Love, I'm ticklish!"

I playfully avoided Miguel, who was now laughing at my reaction.

Basking in marital bliss with this stunning gentleman—a true morning star in human form. His eyes are a tantalizing temptation I simply can't resist, while his love remains my delightful weakness.

"Let me kiss you, baby," he groaned.

I abruptly laughed at his reaction and ran away from him.

"Cleopatra, c'mon. Just one kiss, hon."

He muttered as he slowly approached me.

"You already had your kiss this morning, Miguel." I teasingly laughed and caught his lips that were heading towards me.

My husband stands as God's most breathtaking masterpiece, a creation of unparalleled beauty that leaves me in awe. His allure is so captivating that I find myself unable to resist the thought of indulging in his irresistible charm. Oh, how my innocent mind has been forever altered by the sheer magnificence of his presence!

"You're so stingy; it's just a kiss."

He looked at me with a hint of annoyance and pouted as he sat down on the sofa where I was seated.

"Just one kiss, please." I enjoyed his sulking tone.

I couldn't resist mocking him because he looked so cute. He resembled a baby who didn't get what it wanted and was throwing a tantrum.

I can't thank heaven enough for giving me such an adorable and loving husband. He is my treasure, and I will cherish how adorable and mischievous he is.

"Just one kiss? I can give you much more than that, Miguel." I smirked and winked, hearing a muffled groan escape from him. He quickly stood up and trapped me in his strong arms, but I pushed him away forcefully and ran into the kitchen.

I burst into laughter at his disappointment and frustration. Miguel... You don't know how much self-restraint I'm exerting to keep myself from going crazy for you.

"Caprice Cleopatra Montaverde Velarde, come out and give me your sweet kiss."

He shouted, and I couldn't help but laugh at how cliché his words were. What a poet!

I slowly crept out of the kitchen, still laughing, my eyes watering, and stopped him with a tight hug. He groaned and kissed me passionately.

If things were to change tomorrow, I know I would forever be in love with him.

"Wherever you go, I will keep on chasing you because you own me. I am yours, Cleopatra. You belong only to me," he said in the midst of our fervent kisses.

"Even when our vows wither?" I raised an eyebrow, but he held me tightly.

"Even if our vows wither, my heart and everything I own are yours. No matter how many times our promises may fade, I will still love you as much as I do now."

Sweet... I couldn't help but get teary-eyed while hearing his words. They were so promising. Miguel... I am completely and irrevocably drowning in you for eternity.

 
Behold my husband, a masterpiece chiseled to perfection - a visage reminiscent of Greek Gods. His countenance boasts an exquisitely sculpted face, adorned with lips begging to be kissed, a chiseled jawline that could rival the finest artistry, and a nose that adds an alluring intrigue. The pièce de résistance? His entrancing sapphire eyes that hold galaxies within. Completing this work of art, his brows stand bold and his lashes, long and luxuriously curly.