My Meal Time

Chapter 6

CLAIRE'S POV

The way his eyes glimmered as he spoke made me bite my lip. He was making me lose my breath.

The way he effortlessly teased me was making me shiver.

I was trying to hold myself back from anything because, after last night's series of lovemaking, I was exhausted. It took a miracle for me to even climb the stairs to make myself breakfast.

Now hearing him tease me with that flirtatious voice suddenly gave me energy. The way my body always responded to his voice, his touch, and his command left a small atom of fear lingering in my heart.

That was how much of an effect he had on me. It was as if I was under a spell, but I wasn’t complaining. As long as it was him, I wouldn’t mind being trapped in his world.

But sooner or later, we’d both have to face reality. For now, all I wanted was to focus on my honeymoon and enjoy myself until life decided to throw whatever it wanted at us.

And if possible make a honeymoon baby. A mini Don.

Don's cold hands harshly pressed on