Married to the Beast // Brock Lesnar ●COMPLETE●

Chapter 69

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"You know I always fear you'll be murdering me" I giggled as I only saw darkness, due to the blindfold while my husband led me somewhere.

While being unsure what my husband's plans were, I felt a sigh of relief the moment we stepped on the private jet to get home.

Needless to say it had been a quiet flight as the limo ride had been me staring out of a window having wiped my tears and remained quiet while Brock was a bit annoyed with me for stopping him. Even though I knew if he wanted to go against my wishes he would have done so but he knew he would regret doing it in the end. So we met Paul at the limo who had been oblivious to everything but didn't question our moods having changed from bliss before.

"The last time I blindfolded you what happened?"

I laughed at the thought of the night we went for a horse ride on Stella and Zorro who I couldn't wait to see once we got back home.

"You surprised me with a romantic dinner out by the lake" I whispered as my hand tightened in his and I felt his lips against my cheek.

Once Paul dropped us off my Beast held my hand in his and stood in front of me. He hadn't said anything and he hadn't needed to but simply cupped my cheeks and kissed me deeply as I held onto his arms returning it.

I knew it was a way of apologizing for refusing to stop, for the confliction before he moved away from my father and took my hand in his whilst pulling me out of the office, ignoring my father continuing to taunt him before I heard the door shut leaving him to Kane.

"So?" I heard his amused voice not putting me out of my misery and I sighed and kept quiet.

I knew I had nothing to really fear.

We were on his parents' farm to pick up Beast and Beauty or so I thought.

I guess I appreciated my husband's occasional surprises as it helped create an escape which was what we needed for the weekend before we drifted back to Monday Night Raw to see whether there was a real Sister Abigail or not.

The darkness soon disappeared and I realized we were in the barn and he appeared in front of me while I raised my eyebrow as it was definitely not the stables so we weren't going horse riding.

He didn't say anything but grabbed two buckets from a built-in shelf before moving over to one of the cows and sitting on a bench. I guess they had been moved here before we arrived.

"Uhm husband, what exactly are we doing?" I whispered and he smiled.

"Getting some milk" He shrugged while I gazed around the barn.

"Well I assumed so but why are we doing it?"

"So you can get to know your husband baby" He shrugged and I moved over to him and he pulled me between his legs.