I was so happy. Really happy.

I woke up to my husband sleeping under me. I smiled at his sleeping form. His messy hair. Thick strands of hair on his brows. His lips full plump.

I kissed him on his chest and worked my way to his neck. Kissing slowly. Hearing a groan from him.

I kissed his lips and he looked at me smiling with one sleepy eye open and said in his deep husky sexy voice" I could get used to this every day." I giggled and kissed him again. He kissed me back.

He asked, "So are you ready for Fiji?" I nodded my head and said, "I'll go anywhere with you." He smiled and said, "We'll be leaving in 3 hours."

I pecked his lips and got up from him. Making my way out of the room.

Before I could turn the doorknob, he grabbed my waist and pulled my back against his chest.

He whispered, "Where are you going?" He nibbles on my neck making me giggle and I replied"To pack and make breakfast. You must be starving." He whispered"Famished. But not for food."

He unbuttoned the shirt quickly. My back still on his front. Sliding his hand from my stomach, he rubbed my core. Making me moan. My head falling back to his shoulder as he kept rubbing me.

He slid his middle finger inside me and rubbed me with his thumb at the same time.

He stopped and turned me around and pinned me against the door. Picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist and he slid his length inside of me and thrust me as I screamed his name again.

After an hour of everything, he finally lets me go. I made breakfast for us. And after that, we packed.

I was excited to get away from here as I've always wanted. And I couldn't wait for it to be with him.

We drove down to the airport but instead of taking a right turn, he took left. I knew that led to a private airport.

He stopped his car on the runway and I see a plane with his company logo on it.

Of course, he has a private plane. Why wouldn't he?

I looked at him and he smiled at me.

He held my hand and took me into his lavish private jet. I was nervous. He asked, "You okay?" I nodded and said, "I haven't been in an airplane before." He smiled wider and said, "I guess I'm thankful I'm here for your first time."

He sat beside me and buckled me to the sofa and himself as well. Wrapping his arm around my shoulder. Leaning my temple on his chest.

He kissed my hair and said, "It's gonna be a 6-hour flight."I nodded my head.

I don't know when I slept.

I woke up with kisses on my cheek and he whispered"We're here. Look out the window." I was on his lap.

I got up and looked to see a beautiful small island surrounded by a very blue ocean.

He owned this island.

When the plane landed, he took me to the car waiting for us.

After a 12 minutes drive to the bungalow he owned, we got out.

I was still outside admiring the view while he kept our bags inside the house.

I felt his arms snaked around my stomach and he rested his chin on my shoulder. Kissing the spot below my ear and asked: "Do you like it?" I nodded my head and said, "I love it".

After a pause, he said, "Is this a dream?" I smiled and said, "If it is, don't wake me up please." He chuckled and kissed my cheek and said"Do you see a great future with me? Because that's all I see now. I see children running on the sand while I have you in my arms. Kissing you and telling you how much I love you."

He pressed his lips to my ear and whispered: "I love you." I smile shyly at his gesture and said: "I love you too."

He asked, "Do you wanna go swimming?" I nodded my head.

We went inside.

He changed into his blue bathing shorts. His body was on full display. He caught me staring and said"Go change. I'll be waiting."

He kissed my forehead and went out. I saw him going out and into the ocean swimming to a distance. I wore the green olive bathing suit that I bought when I went to wedding shopping.

I haven't been exactly covering up my bruises for a long time.

I wore the bathing suit and looked myself in the mirror. I didn't cover up my bruises nor my scars. I stared at myself for quite a bit. Tears prickled my eyes.

I shook my head and went into the bathroom and covered my marks.

I know he doesn't like me covering them up but I've caught him staring at them for a second whenever I'm naked.

Who would like these marks anyway?

He only tells me so I don't have to feel bad about myself. But I feel bad for him. He's stuck with broken women.

I wore my suit again. I looked at myself this and I was pleased with what I saw. My skin looked the same tone and glow. He defo will think I'm sexy now.

I went outside. My bare feet feeling the warm sand. The sun was not there anymore.

I stood there, looking at him. Swimming. I smiled. He looked at me and gave me a wide big smile that I've loved so much. He looked down and his face turned into a scowl. Wiping my smile too.

He swam to me and my heart beats ferociously. That scowl meant that he wasn't happy.

Was I showing too much skin? Didn't he like me like this? Did he not want me to be wearing a suit? Should I covered myself up again? Why is he angry?

By the time I stopped overthinking, he was standing in front of me. He was clearly angry at something or me.

He looked down because I couldn't bring myself to look in his eyes.

I felt his curved index finger under my chin and softly pull my head up. I dare still not stare in his eyes. He ordered, "Look at me." I shook my head. A tear fell in my cheek because I felt scared.

He again said, "Emily, look at me." I did and his eyes were angry. Rage.

He said through his gritted teeth"How many times do I have to say it? I hate it when you cover your body up. I hate that you need to cover them up." I whimper"I can't bear you looking at them. I've caught you staring at them."

His eyes were soft and he smiled sweetly saying"I look at them because they remind me of how perfect you are." I shook my head and said, "They remind you of how fragile I am."

"I swear they never did. They remind me of how strong my wife is. How much she has suffered."

"My body is ugly."

"It's not! You're perfect, gorgeous and beautiful. Everything about you is perfect. I love your body and you so much. You don't have to cover them up from anyone. Especially not for me."

I stared in his eyes, he was honest.

He kissed me softly and said, "Go wash it off and then come back to me, okay?"

I nodded my head and went inside. I wiped the makeup as much as I could and went back out again.

He looked at me and gave me a full-blown smile.

He walked towards me and bent down to pick me up and throw me over his shoulder.

I screamed and laughed like an idiot.

He was taking me towards the ocean. I struggled to get away but he was stronger. He splashed me in the water. And laughed out loud.

I laughed and splashed water at him.

We were playing like little children. His laugh was just perfect. He was truly a perfect man.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to him. A smile still on his lips. He said"Jump." I jumped and he wrapped my legs around his hips.

He kissed me and I said, "To think that almost a year ago I was crying and begging you to let me be."

He chuckled and said"Sorry I was a douche back then." He looked down and said"I know you still can't forgive me for what I did to you. And I know I'm not forgivable. Just now I'm really sorry."

I put both hands on his cheek and lift his head up kissing him with all the love I have for him. And I say"I forgave you a long time ago. I love you and that's what only matters, Liam."

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