"Hm. Is he a friend of yours?"
"Yes."
Costa nodded, reaching his hand up to move a stray piece of hair from my face. "If you ever let another man touch you again, there will be consequences. Do you understand?"
He spoke so softly yet so ominously...
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1 month.
Somehow, it took a single month for the penthouse to be completed - or, mostly complete. There were still plenty of rooms that needed finishing, but the open plan area, kitchen, main bathrooms and bedrooms were all ready.
We could finally move in while the extra guest rooms and other rooms like the cinema and gym were being finished.
I left work early as soon as I got the call that the penthouse was ready. I also harassed Costa with back to back calls until he finally agreed to meet me here so we could see it together for the first time.
The first time I called he just told me he was busy and he'd make time later. Then, I called him again straight after he hung up which definitely annoyed him, and he said no again. Then the third call he ignored. The fourth call he finally said yes.
"Are you excited?" I grinned up at my husband who stood next to me in the elevator, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
"I think you have enough excitement for the both of us, principessa."
I didn't even care he was making fun of me because as soon as the elevator doors opened, I was in heaven.
It was my first time seeing it all completely finished. Sure, I'd picked out everything, but I never got to see it put together.
That was one of my husband's rules. I only got to come up a couple of times to check on it but otherwise I had to trust the interior designer he specifically flew out from Milan.
As we stepped into the penthouse, the first thing that struck me was the flood of natural light streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The decor was a harmonious blend of neutrals and whites, creating a serene and elegant atmosphere.
The light decor contrasted so much with the dark grey - almost black - colour scheme Costa had before.
It was no longer a bachelor pad - but a home. Our home.
The living room featured my pristine white couch that I had custom made. I think I finally reached peak adulthood when my couch became my most prized posession. It looked both stylish and inviting, surrounded by wooden surfaces to keep the warm tones.
The room was balanced with small pops of color from strategically placed plants, fresh flowers, and a few tasteful ornaments. A beautiful modern chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow that complemented the bright natural light.
But my favourite part about the open plan area was the large, black and white photo of Costa and I at our wedding.
Since Costa didn't have any personal decor before, one thing I was certain about was adding our personal touch.
