When the paths of a dedicated surgeon and a tech mogul converge, they find themselves embroiled in a clash of desires. While she dreams of a love reminiscent of her favorite novels, he has surrendered himself beforehand . As their worlds collide, wi...
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"Are we shifting over there Mon amour?" a flabbergasted sound of my husband resonates the room as he intensely observes the bags that I've stuffed with my essentials.
"No we are not Azlan or if you want to?" I shrug before struggling to zip my bag cramped with my sandals, heels, flats e.t.c
"Amour we are going for a week and this seems like we are running from a drought situation" he chortles staring at me positioned up on the bag, sleeves folded as if I'm dragging a 1000 kg block but in reality I'm just zipping my bag
C'mon guys! A girl knows how necessary it is to be braced for any event and this is my honeymoon! Ever since he disclosed the plan of our honeymoon, my mind circles with all the possible times when I'll necessitate particular belongings.
For instance, I'd require my black heels at any dinner date if I'm wearing my black dress but what if I wanted to wear my white dress instead. Everything is complicated for a woman and only comprehensible by a woman, anyways I ain't willing to take a risk and spoil my honeymoon.
"Azlan all of this is necessary! That bag is for footwear, the one next to it is for make-up, the black, red and blue ones are for my dresses not to mention we'll buy some from there as well, and the rest of the bag comprises my hair accessories, make-up, perfumes e.t.c"
As I stare at him eagerly grasping at my words as if his life depends on it, no wrinkle of apathy marks his face and that is the thing about this man I'd randomly tell him things about how mitosis occurs and he'll listen to each and every detail about it.
"Do you want me to reduce the bags?" I interrogate politely with a smile for if he asks me to do so I will do it
"Would I dare ask my princess to do anything against her wish?" He utters after capturing my chin in his firm fingers, gently tilting my head upwards to meet his intoxicating gaze. He leans closer to my face as I gulp anxiously.
Just as I shut my eyes imagining he might Kiss me, he bends further and zips the bag I am perching on. He smirks sassily at me and pecks my cheeks instead, leaving them burning in the most exquisite way possible.
"So we are left with a short time I should hurry and pack my bags"
"No no I have already packed your bags"
He was insisting from yesterday to finish the packing for us both but this man deserves rest as well, I also have my share of responsibilities towards him. If he treats me like a queen then I shall treat him no less than a king. I'm ready for his lecture that is arriving in 1..2..3 bingo!
"Amour I had told you that I'll do the packing not only you did yours but mine as well, do I ask a lot from you?" My emotional husband, he just portrays himself as a grumpy, rude billionaire but that's his hard outer shell, inside which is real Azlan; soft, humble and all the good words to exist defines him.
