The Creep

Honeymoon

"Peach, get down here!" Aden yelled.

I rushed down as fast as I could to see what he wanted.

"Yes, Aden?" I said.

"Remember you told me you love to travel? Well, I'm here to make it happen. What do you say about us going to Rome?" he said, smirking.

"ADEN, YOU'RE TAKING ME TO ROME?!" I yelled excitedly. "Can we go now? Please, please, please..."

"Peach, calm down. I love when you get excited—it gets me excited too," he said.

I knew exactly what he meant. Living with him for a month let me know how horny he could be. I had to let him know soon—I think I'm pregnant. Maybe he'll calm down some.

"Aden, not now. I'm still tired from this morning," I said as he hugged me.

"Peach, I'll be gentle. You don't have a choice, Peach," he said huskily.

"Okay, Daddy. Carry me upstairs," I said lazily.

"Who said we were going upstairs?" he said while undressing.

He began kissing my naked body—first my neck, then my breasts. Somehow, he always ended up at my love below.

"Ohhhhhhh..." I moaned.

One thing I could say—this man was skillful.

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"Peach, wake up! The jet's here," Aden said.

"I'm up, I'm up," I said groggily.

"Are you okay, Peach? You seem awfully tired," he said.

"I am," I said, kissing him. "Okay, let's go to ROME!" I screamed, scaring him a bit.

The jet was nice. Once again, we had three people on board—two flight attendants and the pilot. Aden didn't try to touch me this time. We actually had a great conversation about our childhoods.

"No way! You cried for how long because you couldn't get a toy?" I said, laughing in disbelief. "You were such a spoiled rich kid!" I laughed again.

"I was, wasn't I? Just know our kids will be spoiled too. I will also be spoiling you, Peach... you'll see," he said, making me want him.

Damn hormones. Yep, I'm definitely pregnant. All I could think about was jumping his bones and sleeping.

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"We finally arrived! We're in Rome!" I said excitedly.

I thought Aden would have gotten us a hotel, but I should have known his rich a** bought a mansion for us. He said that every time we come here, we'll have a home.

"Let's go to the mall. I'll buy you everything you want, Peach."

"Anything?" I said, surprised.

"Whatever your pretty little heart desires. Just say the word, and it's yours."

We went to the mall, and I literally felt like Ariana Grande in 7 Rings—I wanted it, and I got it. From high-end makeup, perfumes, and handbags to all designer clothes. My favorite? Gucci jeans in every color.

We took tours around Rome and saw iconic places.