Chris ✘ Rih

The Anniversary

A|N: Sequel to Royal Wedding, 1 year later.

Chris' POV

I watched as my wife got dressed for our anniversary dinner that just so happened to be on New Year's Eve. Watching her was a beautiful sight to see her golden brown skin looked so appetizing as she put on a short spaghetti strapped Stella McCartney light pink dress with Tom Ford silver stilettos. Her black hair was in a high bun and her make up looked natural, I stared at her in awe of who I married; Rihanna.

"Baby can you please help me close the zipper to the dress I can't seem to reach it." She spoke up struggling with the zipper in the back.

I fixed my blazer one last time in the mirror I was watching her with; coming to the floor length mirror I stood behind her admiring her beauty. My wife was the most gorgeous woman on this earth. My fingers lightly caressed the small of her back towards her ass, I pulled the zipper up slowly, getting a whiff of her perfume. After I was done I rubbed the the small of her back and kissed her tattoo on her shoulder.

"You look sexy." She winked at me staring at me through the mirror. I chuckled, "I can say the same for you and more." I smirked. She giggled and turned around to peck my lips as I caressed her back staring at her back in the backless dress. She put her nail painted thumb and pointer finger under my chin stroking my chin hairs.

"I love you papi." She said tilting her head to one side staring into my eyes. I smiled staring at her green ones. "I love you too wifey." I grabbed her soft hand that held her wedding ring on her finger. "Now lets go before we're late to this damn party." I let out a small laugh. Robyn smiled as she grabbed her fur coat we walked out of our new New York loft in TriBeCa. Tonight was gonna be unforgettable night; especially when I had my wife by my side.

Rihanna's POV

Sitting in the car of the black Lexus as the cool air hit my cheeks I looked toward my husband as he drove with one hand on the steering wheel and the the other interlaced with my fingers. "You ready to step out and party hard?" Chris looked at me and displayed a slightly parted smile. I grinned and nodded, "Uh huh I can't wait to see everybody especially my parents and of course your mother."

"Yeah, she called me talking my ear off about you saying she missed you and everything saying ya'll need to go out to lunch one of these days to talk that girls talk ya'll know how you guys do." He said glancing at me then back to the streets.

"True, I'm sure when we met up at the dinner party that we'll set something up with me, her, and my mom plus you need a guys day. We can't smother each other all the time as a married couple." I replied letting my fur coat fall off my shoulders.

"We smothered each other because we were newlyweds; but your right we need some time apart cause we don't wanna drive each other crazy."

"See you agree with me." I laughed. "Good job baby."

Chris twisted his lips up at me. "Don't get happy Rihanna. It's not gonna happened often daddy still is in charge."

I smirked, "Keep thinking that if you want to but you already know who's boss. I wear the crown cause I'm the queen!" I yelled the last part cackling.

Chris looked straight at me with one of his eyebrows raised, "What am I then?

"Well duh your my husband also known as my king but I still reign over you." I stuck my tongue out at him.

He rolled his eyes, "Yeah okay whatever you say but you don't reign over me or take charge in the bedroom like me." He confidently smirked.

I got quiet cause he was right and I hated to be wrong but nobody took charge of my body like only Christopher Maurice Brown can. My eyes shifted over to him and he was laughing. "I got you speechless now huh?"