AURELIO
Lucie's silence was beginning to get to me. The only word she uttered since we arrived had been to the bellboys, who she'd tipped. I sat in the living area and examined her with great intensity. She was leaning against the rail, looking over to the beach's shallow intense turquoise water. She continued ignoring me, even after I slowly walked up and stood beside her. I figured I should leave her alone since she was hellbent on ignoring me, but I couldn't.
"Isn't this view incredible?" I said in a husky tone.After a few seconds of noticing she had no intention of speaking to me, I turned her to look at me directly. She just stared at me with a wary look. "For God's sake, are we going to continue like this? I thought you said something about coexisting. So what is this." I said, slowly losing my temper.
"This is coexisting. We are currently sharing the same space, but that doesn't mean we need to talk." She finally lets out after a minute of silence."Can you hear yourself? Okay, explain to me in better terms how that is good for us. Because when we return to Kensington, everyone would notice how we've drifted away from each other." I rang out, shocked at the route I had taken so she would talk to me."Ohhh...so now, you care about what everyone in London would think. Last I checked, I don't see the need to explain anything to you or anyone. Remember you started all these. I just want you to stay away from me. Give me the space I need." She answered me stubbornly."For Christ's sake, woman...." I began, only to be cut short by her."By the way, I would be sleeping on the sofa bed located in the other corner of the bedroom. So feel free to use the bed." She informed me, then walked past me into the suite."That's not going to happen." I shot back, following her into the living area. "We would both lay on the bed. And please stop throwing tantrums like a child." I watched her face heat up with anger and her eyes shoot lasers at me, immediately it came out of my mouth. "You think I'm acting out." her voice faltered, as her eyes beamed with tears. I noticed her effort to control the tears when she turned away from me and inhaled slowly.I knew I shouldn't be moved by her deceptive crocodile tears. My head kept saying she was just like other women--like Aria, who used tears to deceive me when things weren't going her way. But, my heart said otherwise. Not wanting to see her cry, I tried to control her outburst. "Listen I'm sorry, that came out wrong. What I meant was..." I said at once.
"Ohhh.. go on, let me hear how nice you want to put it. Should I help you? Would you have preferred, 'oh dear Lucy, stop this unruly behavior or stop this socially unacceptable attitude or better still, keep your frustration in check, young lady.' you can go ahead now, choose the one that's appropriate for me" she threw at me brusquely, sounding pained.I stared at her in disbelief. I couldn't help but admire her fierce nature. I abruptly pulled her into my solid chest and hugged her curved waistline with my hands. Before she could comprehend what was going on, I dropped my mouth on hers, capturing her lips in a raw hungry kiss. I felt her shudder in my arms as I continued to kiss her with blinding pleasure. She eventually gave in to the kiss and pulled me closer, pressing my hard-muscled body into hers. Not eager to end the kiss, I tasted her sweet and delicate lips with slow sizzling satisfaction. I pulled away a second for us to release our breath before I slammed my lips to hers again, and claimed her in a quick spontaneous, and vigorous manner. I eventually dragged my mouth away from hers and dropped it on her jaw, before kissing my way down to her neck, where I planted a deep kiss while sucking and biting the area. A sensual cry left her lips, then I felt her tense up before pulling away. A very long silence passed before Lucie staggered away from me, and went into the bathroom. For the next twenty minutes, I heard nothing from her. That gave me enough time to think about the kiss. It's so unusual for me to let my desire control me. The thought that I had hurt her with my words spiked things up. After another fifteen minutes, she came out of the bathroom dressed in a fluffy white hooded styled bathrobe with her wet hair wrapped in a white towel. I cleared my throat, trying to get her attention. "Not now Aurelio, we were stuck in a plane for over 12 hours and I'm really tired. I need to catch some sleep." She muttered softly. She moved to the sofa bed and lay on it, her back turned to me. Soon I heard her breathe inhale and exhale. I moved from my position, to check up on her. I crossed the room to the double-door wooden wardrobe to pick up a fleshly washed silky and smooth blanket, then went back to cover her with the blanket. I stayed beside her, watching her sleep. I stared at her remarkable beautiful skin, silky girlishly long eyelashes, elegant straight nose, and her slender sleeping features. Not wanting to be caught staring again, I moved back to the sitting area to sit behind a simple white writing desk, where I'd dropped my business bag. After an hour of being unable to work, I retreated to the bathroom to freshen up. The bathroom looked neat and clean with flesh and floral fragrance. The bathroom had a frameless glass door and a glossy surface-like marble countertop. I stood before a luxury double-sided cosmetic mirror to undress. I observed that she has made herself at home. Her essential and personal hygiene items neatly adorn the space on the right side of the shelf, creating space for me on the left. I proceed to the Victorian bathtub and spent fifteen minutes relaxing my body and nerves. After my bath, I picked a towel from the upscale wall-mounted towel shelf to dry off my body before putting on a kimono-styled bathrobe to keep me warm. I changed into a sharp white shirt and a pair of distressed straight jeans, before going back to check up on Lucie. I lifted her from her sprawled-out sleeping position into my hands, carried her to the king-sized bed, and positioned a pillow properly before laying her on the bed and using the white duvet to cover her.LUCYI slowly stirred awake, wondering where I was for a moment before the memories of the last couple of hours came flooding back. My stomach growled loudly, making me realize I was devilishly hungry. I felt too lazy to get out of the comfortable bed---Bed? Why am I on a bed? I thought alarmingly. I closed my eyes, trying to recall leaving the sofa but no memory came. I knew I certainly don't sleepwalk, so how did I get here? "Aurelio!" It came out of my mouth immediately I made a mental conclusion. I froze as I slowly remembered I only had a bathrobe with a matchless white bra and girlish pink strawberry panties on. I groaned into the pillow. What if he had seen them? I couldn't imagine how Mr. Arrogant Billionaire must have felt about his wife putting on childish undergarments. I know he already regretted the fact that he married someone who is nothing like the endless ' sophisticated' females he had affairs with. I'm aware I am beautiful but not li
LUCYI matched back into the room to replug my phone, then went into the Living room to find Aurelio awake, stretching languidly. God-damned it, this man is fucking hot. I noticed he'd showered and changed into flesh clothes while I was asleep. The white shirt and black jeans he wore gave him that simple vibe, and still made him look more stunning. He sure knows how to wear his clothes because he looks fantastic in both casual and office wear."Thanks for arranging my desk.""It's no big deal. Why did you move me to the bed? I was fine where I was.""You didn't look comfortable to me. Plus you looked pretty tired." He hushed out almost immediately. "Well thank you for your concern but I don't appreciate you carrying me to the bed. We had an agreement that I would sleep on the sofa and you on the bed.""I don't remember making such a deal with you. Listen, Lucie, I don't want to argue about this. It would be wise if we both sleep on a comfortable bed. All we have to do is pick a side
LUCY All I had to do was get through the day _ My Wedding Day! For the umpteenth time, I thought of ending this wedding but I couldn't bear to hurt Maria's feelings. Today was all she had talked about for days. The day her son, Aurelio Vivaldi, finally settles down with the woman of her choice. Thinking of him made my heart race badly. The man I was sexually attracted to but wanted nothing to do with. There were times when all I thought about was him. The image of his icy blue eyes flashed into my mind. I still couldn't place my finger on why I felt intimidated whenever he stares at me with those cold, calculating blue eyes of his. Weirdly, the fact that he was always emotionally controlled around me while he upsets my emotions pisses me off. I try my very best not to hold his gaze 'cause it's always as if he could read into my soul with those piercing eyes. I nervously rubbed my palms together since I found it very difficult to not worry. The thought of going into a
AURELIO I stood at the altar with Vincenzo as my witness, waiting for Lucie Evans to walk in, accompanied by her father who will "give her away" to me. As the chapel door slid open, I first took notice of her father as they stepped into the church. I watched my soon-to-be wife walk down the aisle with her dad. Nothing had prepared me for the effect of seeing her in her wedding dress, looking more stunning than ever. As they drew near, I realized that she wasn't just stunning---- she was dead beautiful. She looked ethereal, fragile, and almost innocent. My gaze lingered on her as she strode toward me. She has a slender body with beautiful silky skin. Her eyes were big and sapphire. Her hair was naturally brown. She has a triangle shape- a small bust, narrow shoulders, and full hips. I kept staring at her with slow assessment. She wore an elegant wedding dress with a strapless neckline and long sleeves. An iconic dress in tulle embellished with all-over floral embroide
LUCY My mind raced back to when I first stepped into the church. As I walked up the aisle with Dad, I couldn't stop thinking of the heart-stopping gorgeous man waiting for me on the altar. I gawked at how he stood confidently in his custom-made Italian luxury bespoke blue navy tuxedo with satin peak lapel. He was 6'3 ft tall and heavily built, with straight, glossy, and black hair that has been properly brushed up to highlight his chiseled features and hard and assertive ice-blue eyes. I couldn't help but adore his well-trimmed short boxed beards. Tension filled me as Dad handed me over to him reluctantly. I noticed how my heart had started beating unsteadily because I was about to become HIS WIFE. Back to the present, I sensed as he drew nearer to where I was. I schooled my expression to depict that of a happy and loving wife. It's too early for anyone to start detecting the problems in our union. God knows I have been avoiding him since that earth-shattering kiss
AURELIOWhat was I doing watching her sleep peacefully? I thought of how my treacherous body navigated toward Her. I envisioned her exquisite body curled up against my body rather than the seat she lay on. I couldn't deny how beautiful and gracious she looked when I saw her standing close to her father and Mamma.The spaghetti Strap Button sundress she was dressed in really accentuated her beauty, and her subtle floral and vanilla scent intoxicated me, urging me to breathe in her scent. I'm still shocked and couldn't believe she woke up to me staring down at her mouth and wondering what it would be like to kiss her again. "You know, I don't understand you" her voice, drew me out of my thought. "What don't you understand," I asked carefully, trying to understand what she is driving at.She turned to face me, "why do you act cold to me every time", stopping to drink from the glass of water, she had requested before carrying on, "I don't get it. You act nice to ever
LUCYI matched back into the room to replug my phone, then went into the Living room to find Aurelio awake, stretching languidly. God-damned it, this man is fucking hot. I noticed he'd showered and changed into flesh clothes while I was asleep. The white shirt and black jeans he wore gave him that simple vibe, and still made him look more stunning. He sure knows how to wear his clothes because he looks fantastic in both casual and office wear."Thanks for arranging my desk.""It's no big deal. Why did you move me to the bed? I was fine where I was.""You didn't look comfortable to me. Plus you looked pretty tired." He hushed out almost immediately. "Well thank you for your concern but I don't appreciate you carrying me to the bed. We had an agreement that I would sleep on the sofa and you on the bed.""I don't remember making such a deal with you. Listen, Lucie, I don't want to argue about this. It would be wise if we both sleep on a comfortable bed. All we have to do is pick a side
LUCYI slowly stirred awake, wondering where I was for a moment before the memories of the last couple of hours came flooding back. My stomach growled loudly, making me realize I was devilishly hungry. I felt too lazy to get out of the comfortable bed---Bed? Why am I on a bed? I thought alarmingly. I closed my eyes, trying to recall leaving the sofa but no memory came. I knew I certainly don't sleepwalk, so how did I get here? "Aurelio!" It came out of my mouth immediately I made a mental conclusion. I froze as I slowly remembered I only had a bathrobe with a matchless white bra and girlish pink strawberry panties on. I groaned into the pillow. What if he had seen them? I couldn't imagine how Mr. Arrogant Billionaire must have felt about his wife putting on childish undergarments. I know he already regretted the fact that he married someone who is nothing like the endless ' sophisticated' females he had affairs with. I'm aware I am beautiful but not li
AURELIO Lucie's silence was beginning to get to me. The only word she uttered since we arrived had been to the bellboys, who she'd tipped. I sat in the living area and examined her with great intensity. She was leaning against the rail, looking over to the beach's shallow intense turquoise water. She continued ignoring me, even after I slowly walked up and stood beside her. I figured I should leave her alone since she was hellbent on ignoring me, but I couldn't. "Isn't this view incredible?" I said in a husky tone. After a few seconds of noticing she had no intention of speaking to me, I turned her to look at me directly. She just stared at me with a wary look. "For God's sake, are we going to continue like this? I thought you said something about coexisting. So what is this." I said, slowly losing my temper. "This is coexisting. We are currently sharing the same space, but that doesn
AURELIOWhat was I doing watching her sleep peacefully? I thought of how my treacherous body navigated toward Her. I envisioned her exquisite body curled up against my body rather than the seat she lay on. I couldn't deny how beautiful and gracious she looked when I saw her standing close to her father and Mamma.The spaghetti Strap Button sundress she was dressed in really accentuated her beauty, and her subtle floral and vanilla scent intoxicated me, urging me to breathe in her scent. I'm still shocked and couldn't believe she woke up to me staring down at her mouth and wondering what it would be like to kiss her again. "You know, I don't understand you" her voice, drew me out of my thought. "What don't you understand," I asked carefully, trying to understand what she is driving at.She turned to face me, "why do you act cold to me every time", stopping to drink from the glass of water, she had requested before carrying on, "I don't get it. You act nice to ever
LUCY My mind raced back to when I first stepped into the church. As I walked up the aisle with Dad, I couldn't stop thinking of the heart-stopping gorgeous man waiting for me on the altar. I gawked at how he stood confidently in his custom-made Italian luxury bespoke blue navy tuxedo with satin peak lapel. He was 6'3 ft tall and heavily built, with straight, glossy, and black hair that has been properly brushed up to highlight his chiseled features and hard and assertive ice-blue eyes. I couldn't help but adore his well-trimmed short boxed beards. Tension filled me as Dad handed me over to him reluctantly. I noticed how my heart had started beating unsteadily because I was about to become HIS WIFE. Back to the present, I sensed as he drew nearer to where I was. I schooled my expression to depict that of a happy and loving wife. It's too early for anyone to start detecting the problems in our union. God knows I have been avoiding him since that earth-shattering kiss
AURELIO I stood at the altar with Vincenzo as my witness, waiting for Lucie Evans to walk in, accompanied by her father who will "give her away" to me. As the chapel door slid open, I first took notice of her father as they stepped into the church. I watched my soon-to-be wife walk down the aisle with her dad. Nothing had prepared me for the effect of seeing her in her wedding dress, looking more stunning than ever. As they drew near, I realized that she wasn't just stunning---- she was dead beautiful. She looked ethereal, fragile, and almost innocent. My gaze lingered on her as she strode toward me. She has a slender body with beautiful silky skin. Her eyes were big and sapphire. Her hair was naturally brown. She has a triangle shape- a small bust, narrow shoulders, and full hips. I kept staring at her with slow assessment. She wore an elegant wedding dress with a strapless neckline and long sleeves. An iconic dress in tulle embellished with all-over floral embroide
LUCY All I had to do was get through the day _ My Wedding Day! For the umpteenth time, I thought of ending this wedding but I couldn't bear to hurt Maria's feelings. Today was all she had talked about for days. The day her son, Aurelio Vivaldi, finally settles down with the woman of her choice. Thinking of him made my heart race badly. The man I was sexually attracted to but wanted nothing to do with. There were times when all I thought about was him. The image of his icy blue eyes flashed into my mind. I still couldn't place my finger on why I felt intimidated whenever he stares at me with those cold, calculating blue eyes of his. Weirdly, the fact that he was always emotionally controlled around me while he upsets my emotions pisses me off. I try my very best not to hold his gaze 'cause it's always as if he could read into my soul with those piercing eyes. I nervously rubbed my palms together since I found it very difficult to not worry. The thought of going into a