Believe in love: My life (Rewritten)

Chapter eighteen

So I decided to add a song to this chapter, like you will like it more when listening to the song.

Song: Let me - Zayn.

We are in the jet, on our way back  home. I'm already missing Santorini, I don't mind living there for the rest of my life.

The trip, brought a lot of happiness, and peace. Because I'm away from Belinda, and ivah, but now i will be going back there, to their problems.

Even Tho, Belinda has been calling, pestering me to give her money, that she said I owe her.

At some point I stopped picking her calls, because I won't let her ruin my honeymoon.

I felt Max's hand wrap around me, I smiled and snuggle more into him.

The chair were comfortable, so I was sitting next to Max with my legs folded on the couch and my head resting on his shoulder, while his hand was wrapped around me.

After I was done talking with Leah, I called room service asking them to decorate my room to a romantic site.

I got into the shower, I wore the set of red lingerie, applied some makeup.

I painted my lips red, I let my hair down, I checked myself one more time in the mirror, when I was okay with it, I grabbed one of Max's black button down shirt and slip it on.

I checked the decorations and it was; WOW, they did a great job. The light was off, candle light were lit and there were flowers poured at the floor.

It was poured from the entrance door, to the bed. And they did a heart shape on the bed with the flowers.

The room smells so nice, with the scent of the candle and flowers mixed together.

I hope Max likes it tho.

I sat down waiting for Max, after awhile the door to the room opened and my husband walked in with all his glory.

He looks confused, looking at everywhere. After he got to the middle of the room, he removes his suit jacket placing it at the couch at the corner of the room, looking around.

"Love!..." He called, as I stood at the balcony looking at him.

".... Bianca!" He called again, unbuttoned the first three button of his shirt. He walked to the bathroom, I guess looking for me he comes back again.

"Love, where are you." I took in a deep breath, cleaned my sweaty hand on my shirt and walked into the room.

"Where have you be-" he tried saying but stopped when I strip out of his shirt, he looks at my body and a smirk form on his lips.

"Fuck, you look so sexy baby." He said, walking to me and wrapping his hands around my waist.

"Hey." I breathe out.

"Hi." He said, crashing his lips on mine.

He kissed me hungrily, devouring my lips swirling his tongue with mine, I moan he pulled away from the kiss. But his hand still wrapped around me.

"What's the occasion?" He asked huskily.

"There is no occasion, just want to do something for you."

"Woah, I like this, thank you." He said, grinning like a boy. Attaching our lips once again.

He slapped my butt, asking me to jump and I did wrapping my legs around his waist. He took us to the bed, placing me gently on the bed.