Mines Forever: A Vallea Mafia Romance Story

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"It's even more beautiful up close", I stop and stare in awe at the Eiffel Tower as the cold wind blows against my skin I wrap my blush-colored scarf around my neck before placing my gloved hands inside my warm, black peacoat. Eryx stood meters behind me watching me with a grin covering his face as the two large men, Arlo and Tirian, stopped off to the side where he was standing acting as bodyguards.

 I could not understand the need for bodyguards on our trip. Still, I was not going to argue with Eryx why two rather large men who were over 6'6 wearing all black, from a beanie covering their militant style low-fade hair-cuts to the glocks resting in on the sides of their pants, thought they were hiding away in their trench coats. Still, I caught sight of it when one of them reached inside their coat for their phone. I should be scared of these two men, being that looked rather intimidating and probably could do some serious damage, but something pit of my stomach shifted me to stay in a calm and mellow state while being in the same vicinity as Arlo and Tirian.

 I attempted on the private jet to make conversation with them, but Eryx nit that right in the bud stating that their sole job while on our trip to France was to be our bodyguards. I took out my phone and began to take videos and selfies of me standing under the Eiffel Towel. I huge grin covered my face as I stared back at some of the pictures I managed to take of myself. I then glance over at Eryx, "Bae, come over I want to take a selfie with you". 

I motion with my hand for him to walk toward my direction. I watch as he speaks something to Arlo and Tirian as they stand in their place watching the both of us before Eryx stands in front of me, takes my phone out of my hand, and holds it high in the air before he grabs hold of my waist as I press the front of my body against his as he leans his face down and kisses the side of my cheek. His pecks on my cheek tickle my skin as I begin to giggle softly.

 Eryx then picks me up and swings me in his arms as I try to get him to put me down. "Eryx", I say as I continue to laugh, "Put me down", he ignores my pleas as he smiles up at me before he kisses my lips. He finally reluctantly places me back down on the ground as I smooth out the wrinkles of his Cashmere Loro Piana Double-Breated Coat, which made he look as though he belonged on the cover of a high-fashion magazine. 

I wrap my arms around his neck as he proceeds to slide his lips against mine. We share an intimate moment of sensual kisses before Eryx pulls away looking down at his phone with a frown. "I have to attend a meeting with someone. I will escort you to our hotel and meet up with you once the meeting is done". I groan in frustration. "Eryx, we just got here and you already trying to leave me by myself".

 Eryx then presses a soft kiss to my forehead as a solemn expression covers his face. "I know Cherie. I'm sorry". He then reaches inside his coat, pulls out his wallet, and then hands me a black card. "Here, this should keep you occupied while I am gone". I frown as look at the black card and then up at him. "What do you expect me to do with this", I expect the black card he has given me in my hands. Eryx shrugs his shoulders. 

"Whatever the hell you want. Buy whatever you want. No limit". He then winks at me and takes hold of my hand as we walk toward a black-tinted Cadillac SUV Eryx starts speaking French to the driver, which takes me by surprise because I had no idea he was fluent in French. I smile as he wraps his arm against the back of our seat as we sit in the middle Arlo takes a seat up front with the driver, while Tirian sits in the aisle behind us.

 Eryx takes notice I am staring at him and looks down at me. "What is that look for Cherie", as he holds my palm in his hand before he leans down and kisses it. I smile, "I didn't know you could speak French". Eryx looks at me with a twinkle in his eye. Tu es ma joie de vivre (You are the joy of my life). He leans down and whispers against my lips as I place my hand against his cheek. "What does that mean", I ask as I stare into his eyes.