Chapter 21

Elena’s POV:

“Thank you,” 

I managed to talk my way out of the awkward situation. I walked to the dining area with my heart still pounding. I felt a little relieved.

I perceived the nice aroma of the freshly cooked meal and the nice coffee. I could also perceive the scent of the local delicacies that were arranged on the table.

I have always loved trying new meals, and I love local delicacies.

Nicklaus joined me shortly after he had his bath. His hair was curly, and his eyes sparkled. He was putting on a blue shirt with a white inner and a blue shirt.

We dug into our meals and enjoyed the nice flavours. They all had different and unique tastes, and I enjoyed the fresh ingredients.

“My assistant had arranged our activities for the day,” Nicklaus said.

My face lit up immediately. “That's great. I have been looking forward to exploring.” I spoke excitedly.

Nicklaus grinned mischievously. "First up, we have a couple of spa dates. Massages, facials, etc. We deserve some pampering after the stress from the trip and last night's...

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Last night?" I spoke and removed my eyes from his gaze. My cheeks reddened.

Nicklaus chuckled lightly. "You know what I mean. and I was... We just need to relax today," he corrected himself.

The tour guide arrived. “Good day, Mr. and Mrs. Coleman; my name is Anthony, and I will be your tour guide. Are you ready to explore the island?” He asked excitedly.

I smiled. “Hello Anthony, yes, we are,” I spoke, holding hands with Nicklaus.

“Let's begin,” he spoke, and we went with him. We hopped into the minicar, and after a while, we arrived at a building.

The workers greeted and welcomed us warmly. “Good day, Mr. and Mrs. Coleman,” they said with a broad smile on their faces. “It's nice to have you both here.”

I greeted them back, and Nicklays nodded his head in acknowledgement. The place was truly beautiful and peaceful. It was indeed relaxing. We were shown into a massaging room, where we both changed into a fluffy white robe. I packed my hair in a messy bun.

A skilled masseuse walked in. Nicklaus gave them a questioning look and narrowed his eyebrows, but he didn't say a word.

We lay on the bed, and one of the masseuses walked to my side of the bed and wanted to begin his work when Nicklaus stopped him. “She’s my wife, and I don't want to touch her. We need a female masseuse for her.” 

I didn't say a word; I just looked at him. The masseuse apologised, “We apologise for that, sir. We will get you a female masseuse for your wife right away,” they said, walking out of the room.

We both lay on the bed and faced the ceiling. I turned my head to Nicklaus, and I narrowed my eyes. “Why didn't you let him do his job? Were you jealous?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.

“Jealous? No, but I won't have another man touching my wife’s body. I am just protecting my reputation,” he said.

The masseuse walked inside the room, this time a male and a female. The female massager stayed by my side and carefully massaged me. It was so good that I almost dozed off sleep.

After the lovely massage, we moved to the inner room, where they washed our hair and gently massaged our scalp with oils.

I had been stressed lately with the whole marriage arrangements and the change of plans, but I felt my body and my muscles relaxing. Nicklaus seemed to be enjoying himself too. He was so calm.

As we lay side by side on the massage tables, I couldn't help but steal glances at Nicklaus from the corners of my eyes.

“Do you do this often? I know you travel a lot,” I asked.

“No. I barely have the time to do it, but it feels so good. We should do this more often together,” he replied. “What do you think?” he asked, turning in my direction.

“Yeah, it would be great,” I responded.

After the spa, we decided to stop by a nice restaurant by the water to try out different cuisines for lunch. We feasted on seafood, vegetables, and some fish.

“Why did you order this much for us?” I asked, scanning the whole table.

“So you would eat. You said you were famished a while ago,” he responded.

He leaned in and furrowed his brows. “Are you on a diet?”

“Diet? No,” I replied. “But that doesn't make me a glutton either, but if you keep feeding me a lot of food, I think I may consider going on a diet. ,” I said with a smirk on my face.

Next, we went on a glass-bottom boat tour, where we saw a display of marine life.

Nicklaus held my hand tightly the entire time; we pointed out different species, and he made silly jokes.

We chatted, and I laughed at his silly jokes. I enjoyed the peaceful environment. We swam through the crystal-clear water.

It was an amazing view. After the glass-bottom boat tour, we went horseback riding on the beach. I felt my heart beating fast at his gentle touch. I couldn't help but enjoy his warm touch as I held my waist.

He reached out and held my hands when he noticed how nervous I was. His touch was so warm.

We watched the sunset together, and we took a nice stroll back to the house. Our hands were intertwined with each other. 

As we approached our private beach house, I saw a surprise that made my jaw drop. There was a dinner table with rose flowers and candles.

Nicklaus reached for my hands, and we walked to the table along the shore. The table was beautifully decorated with a personalised menu that read, Mr. and Mrs. Coleman.

Nicklaus smiled and reached for my hand as he led me to the table.

“Do you love it?” he asked as I sat down.

“It's beautiful. I love it. How thoughtful,”