Chapitre 31: Did you perhaps bring a bomb with you? (F)

It's already sunrise when they reached the hill. They built their tent just beside a big tree and rested inside. He's only wearing his shorts why lying down on the open tent with her in his arms. She's reading a book while her man is busy brushing his fingers through her soft hair.

"What do you think of a fairytale wedding?" She looked up to him with creasing brows while still looking adorably beautiful. "You know, any kind of wedding you want, I just wanted you to be happy. Women do fancy a perfect wedding or an expensive one." She curled up her lip, got up, put her book away, and straddle him.

She pointed her forefinger on his chest and started drawing letters. After a word, she drew a heart on his chest where the heart is located, he groaned and his face darkens in seduction. She's like a drug. His drug. Hard to resist but dangerous.

"You sure?" He asked. "If you are initiating this, you might not be able to walk down the mountain or we might not leave this place for a few days."

Why didn't he just do it? She mutters on her thoughts. It's not like we haven't done it. He did it two times that night.

Rolling her eyes, she pouted at him. She doesn't want him to keep her waiting. It was hard for him to resist since he's hard down there. They both stopped when they heard the sound of beeping from her bag.

"Did you perhaps bring a bomb with you?" She reached her bag, took out the beeper which she could receive updates from A-Special Spy even without a signal. Mission accomplished. She placed it back and he looked at her curiously.

She was about to reach his crotch when he swiftly grabbed her hand away from it. He sat up and held her hands for her not to do anything stupid again. "You know what will happen if you do that. If you keep insisting, I have no choice but to eat you up."

Her mouth gaped and she rolled her wrist until she had restrained from him and pushed him down on their tent. He lay down there and let her layover him until she's asleep.

This woman is killing him, He didn't know what to do if she insists on him once again.

They left the mountain at three in the afternoon. Then he drove back to the mansion. They took their bath separately. After he is done, he waited on her bed while he's working on a few reports. He couldn't hear the shower or her voice inside the bathroom only a faint sound of music. She then got out wearing a microfiber bathrobe. She strode to him bent down and reach his lips.

He just got a taste of her toothpaste. He kissed her again and let her dress up. He received an email from the event organizer for their wedding. He couldn't choose a theme since their wedding is two months away. He called her up and she strode to him after taking her brush.

He gave her the tablet, took the brush from her hand, and started brushing her hair.

"Choose your theme."

She typed on the tablet and show it to him.

"Want Military for entrance."

"Okay." he kept brushing her hair and braided it so it won't get tangled while sleeping. Though it wasn't a perfect braid, he still managed to make it neat. He reached her hairband and finished it. "What else?"

He shoved his face on the crook of her neck to enjoy her fresh enticing scent. She wrote on the tablet.

"Nothing else."

"I'll make it grand for you, my wife." She put away the tablet and cuddle him like a kitten. He loves this kitten. He turned off the lampshade for them to sleep. He feels relaxed and rested every day because of her. She's the best comforter and pillow in the whole world.

♡♡♡

Ethan watch her arranged everything he bought for her on the condo. It was spacious with her working desk and he had his working desk. She's rearranging everything like she had OCD or something. He's still worried about her.

He even managed to gather her things from her apartment. It's just a few boxes and three luggage. She only has a pair of heels, two-flats, one rubber shoes, and one pair of slippers. Then there's the one that he bought for her. She's living naturally so he ordered someone to fill her dresser, she stared at the dresser that he arranged for her.

She only said she likes it not knowing how much it pleased him. Now, they are getting ready in bed.

She dressed up more after what happened that night when she was drugged. She dressed up conservative and nearly covering her neck down to her ankles.

"Baby?"

"Hmm?"

"I want my pillow." She is puzzled for a while and then she giggled. She took all of his pillows and let him pillow on her chest.

"I want some milk." She uttered. He sat up and prepared two glasses of milk. They both drank it while watching Netflix. She finished the glass, then he lay back on her chest and hugged her.

"Baby."

"Hmm?"

"Don't leave me again." She bit her lip and hold back her tears. Back then, she left him because she kept listening to others that a man like Ethan would never love her but rather pick her as one of his play toys—a mistress.

The warmth Ethan is giving was too tempting. Never had she felt this kind of warmth for her whole life. Not even from her parents. She held the back of his head while closing her eyes. Her heart is aching too much.

Ethan can feel her pain. She's feeling much pain at that moment. He then moves to rest on one of the pillows pulling her to his arms. She shoved her face on his chest as they lay sideways facing each other. He felt her hot wet tears on his naked chest.

Without saying any word, he let her weep until she falls asleep. He knew that she had suffered. She had suffered a lot. He knew it but he never did speak about it thinking she will eventually speak to him or tell it to him. And he will be there for her to comfort her and wait for her to open up.

A woman like Aria is always on their own. They don't need help because all they thought is that they could do it on their own. Aria is always independent and no matter how hurt she is, she will endure it on her own, cry on her own and face it on her own. He knew that there's no point in helping her face it because she is the only one who can face her fears and kick it out from her life. And he'll be there to protect her and comfort her.

♡♡♡

It was early in the morning when Sabrina woke up, drank her water to refill her energy, and started stretching. She has to strengthen her body. She needed a sparring partner at that moment but Ethan moved out and Enzo is sleeping. Her fiancé is getting ready for his appointment.

She's been working out for thirty minutes until Janine stood in front of her gym. She stopped, took out her towel, wipe her sweat then she faced the woman.

"Working out before your wedding?" Janine asked. She remained emotionless as usual. "If you need any help about reception or wedding gowns just let me know." She smiled in motherly-like but it disgusts her.

"Everything is settled, Auntie," Gabriel said. "You don't need to worry much, I settled everything so she won't get stressed." Gabriel dotingly strode to her and kisses her lips. "I'll be off, sweetheart." Sabrina smiled at him and Janine grimaced.

If only her useless daughter marries this man, she won't have any problem at all. Gabriel is a doting person despite being powerful and dominant in business. She watched a little of their display of affection and she left.

She went to the bedroom directly and call Gustavo.

"How are we going to get rid of my step-daughter?"

"Madam, it is just simple. A simple accident can happen."

"Do it!"

Enzo is sleeping like a baby when he suddenly woke up. He groggily played back a few minutes from the master's bedroom and he frowned. He texted her and she replied an emoji of smirking. But now, he's fully awake. He called Ethan and told him what the b*tch is trying to do. So, Ethan called agents to keep an eye on their boss.

Enzo went to his computer and compile the evidence of Janine trying to kill her step-daughter. They have a lot of evidence now, but Sabrina—why isn't she exposing Janine? He sometimes doesn't understand his sister. Why is she playing Tai-chi with her step-mother who doesn't know how to tai-chi but to play kick-boxing? He shook his head with tsk.