Disha got up slowly.
Cristiano was still snoring beside her and she didn't want to wake him.
She slipped her feet into her slippers and tiptoed out of the room shutting the door silently behind her.She tiptoed to the kitchen and began making him breakfast.
She made French toast with fresh berries and youghurt.
She sighed when she heard the door to their bedroom open.Cristiano soon appeared at the foot of the stairs frowning at her.
"Good morning Cristiano," she said.He walked towards her and held her shoulders.
"Mi amor, why are you up?" he asked worridly."I'm just making you breakfast," she answered staring up at him.
He sighed.
"Disha you over work yourself way too much. Go to back to bed please."
"But..." She protested.
"Please," he said rubbing her shoulders.She closed her eyes and sucked in her breath.
"Fine."
He smiled as she walked back upstairs and into their bedroom.
Disha hadn't realised how tired she was and she fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.She woke up much later. She looked at the clock. 18:00 she had slept for twelve hours. She rubbed her eyes shaking her head in disbelief.
She walked downstairs. And found that the lights were turned off.
"Cristiano?" she called out switching on the light.
In the centre of the living room was a small table. Decorated with candles and roses. She rolled her eyes, how cliché."I know what your thinking, " a voice from behind said.
"You mean how all this is so painfully cliché," she said smirking.
Cristiano had changed and was now wearing one of his many Ralph Lauren suits."How about you go upstairs and make yourself real pretty," he said offering her a smirk of his own.
She rolled her eyes once more but nodded.
She took a shower and changed into a black evening dress he had bought her. It had and open back and it was sleeveless, lined with rhinestones.
She wore some black stilettos and put on his favourite perfume on her. She smirked she knew he couldn't resist when she wore it. It would be nice to tease him.She walked downstairs and Cristiano stared up at her starry eyed.
"So how do I look?"
He was speechless. He stared up at her swallowing hard. She smiled. The perfume was working.She walked right past him and she felt his body tense. She laughed in her head.
"Atleast sit down,"she said taking her place at the table.
He turned around blowing out his breath and walking towards her.
"So what's for dinner?" she asked.
He smiled. He got up going to the kitchen. He came out with serving bowls and placed them on a stool.She smiled at him "Aww Cristiano."
He put his finger to his lips "I'm not done."
He lit the candles on the table and served out her favourite food as she watched him.
They ate laughing and talking about everything there was to talk about.After dinner, he helped her take off her evening dress and he put on suicide squad.
She wore one of his shirt and a pair of shorts.He held her close to him and she could feel the warmth radiating off him. She snuggled closer to him and put her face in his neck.
"Thanks so much for this Cristiano," she said.
"No problem mi amor," he said kissing her forehead.*********************************************************
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