From tears to tiara

20

I woke up with a smile on my face. I can't believe I'm married, like for real.

I stared at the incredibly handsome man laying next to me. He has a certain charm, and his features are chiseled and strong. Feeling satisfied with the way I studied his face like a freak, I had my bath.

I decided to tour around the house, and every corner in this house screams luxury.
I made sure I checked every nook and cranny in the house. I'm currently in the room opposite his.

The room looks very beautiful. I saw my clothes in the walk-in closet.
My room is surely a masterpiece.

I was about to go out when I saw a bookshelf, and it's not the bookshelf that caught my attention. It's the books that were arranged on the rack.
Most of them are the books I added on my tbr (to be read) list. I was planning on downloading them on Kindle, but I can't believe Khalifa got me the hard copy.

I rushed back to our room and saw Khalifa getting out of the bathroom. Well, that's good because I was planning to wake him up.
"Khalifa, are you real." I cupped his cheeks.

"What do you mean, princess, are you okay."

"Khalifa, I'm beginning to feel delusional. Please pinch me."

"OUCH, Khalifa, you don't pinch a girl if she asks you to." I glared at him.

"But you clearly asked me to pinch you." He said awkwardly.

"That's because you're too good, I can't believe you got hardcopies of the books I wanted to read, and I love this house, Khalifa I can't begin to thank you for fulfilling my dreams, you're just so wonderful." I said appreciatively.

"Well, you can start by giving me a good morning kiss." I shyly looked away, but this man lifted my chin up and kissed me.

"Have you eaten." He asked.
I nodded.

"Let's fill this stomach." He rubbed his palm against my stomach.

He picked me up and went downstairs with me. He dropped me on the kitchen island.

"I've ordered us breakfast."
"When did you place an order." I swinged my leg like a teenager.

"Yesterday night, but I told them to bring it this morning."
He unpacked the food before he dragged the stool and sat.

"Open up."
I opened my mouth, and that's how he fed me.

"Khalifa, you promised me after our wedding you'll tell me about Aisha."

"Princess, why don't we discuss it some other time."

"But..." he cut me up with a peck on the lips. I pouted while glaring at him.

"Come here." He picked me up and took me to the living room.
"Khalifa, you can't just be carrying me around like I weigh nothing."
He shrugged me off.

"I didn't get to see you guys." He repeatedly kissed my henna. You see, this is why I say this man is not real.

"I want a pet name." He said assertively.
"But I love calling you Khalifa." I whined.

"Princess, you need to stop making those baby impressions. It messes up my head."

"What do you mean." I pouted and made a cute puppy face.

"Princess." He faintly uttered while he released a heavy breath. He kissed me down to my neck and collar bone. My stomach's got butterflies flying around it, and my breath is turning shallow.

"Khalifa, let's go to the room." I really don't want my first time to be in a living room.
He hummed before picking me up.
He gently placed me on the bed, and this is where I'm losing my sanity. Because my hormones are all messed up.

Khalifa gently placed me inside the hot tub, and my muscles gradually relaxed. He kissed my forehead before leaving the bathroom. I slowly got up and drained the water in the tub before I took my ghusl bath.

I fetched the towel from the hanger and wrapped it around my body, I still feel hazzy, but I still managed to get to our room. The bedsheets have been changed, and everything is in order. I saw Khalifa entering with a bowl, glass of water, and some drugs.
He picked me up and helped change into a snugly soft sleepwear. The night wear is so soft and cuddly. I felt like a baby.

"Sorry, Princess."
"Khalifa, what are you saying." I glared at him, which made him chuckle. He fed me and gave me some painkillers.

"I'm feeling sleepy." I stretched on the bed, and Khalifa joined me.
I cuddled him to sleep.

The clock is ticking until disaster strikes. Keep your eyes and ears open for danger lurks in the dark.