Sophie POV:-

"We're going on our honeymoon trip."

Upon hearing that, my heart filled with content, fluttering happiness built inside me. I never thought a day like this would come where I would be so happy that I couldn't hold it inside me. Where I will go to my favourite place with my beloved husband. I couldn't control the bursting exhilaration. My face lit up in elation. I quickly hugged him and squeaked in glee.

"Thank you, Christian!" I beamed. He hugged me back and said,

"Thank you." I grinned. I looked at the tickets, the tickets to Paris.

"I know you always wanted to go and see Paris." He smiled.

"Of course, you know!" I said in excitement. It feels surreal, I couldn't believe all my dreams are becoming true. I feel blessed.

"I am so excited! It's gonna be so much fun!" I said as my eyes glimmered in blithe. He chuckled. I looked at the ticket again, it's next week.

"I can barely wait!" I just can't explain how happy I am feeling. It's like all the happiness and hopes are knocking on our doorstep and we are welcoming them with open hands. Like there's no halt to this happiness.

"Okay, okay, can we sleep now?" He laughed.

"I don't think I can sleep." I screech again. I looked at Christian, he was smiling at me. I kissed his cheek and smiled,

"Let's sleep."

1 Week Later:-

"Have you seen Paris before? Is the Eiffel Tower really that big? Is Paris really as romantic as I have heard?" I am continuously asking Christian questions. Since I am too excited, I kept nagging him. He pinched my nose and smiled,

"Yes, I have. Yes, Eiffel Tower is big and I don't know about romance, I went there for business purposes." I made an 'o' face and opened my mouth to ask something again but closed it and grinned.

I clung onto his arms with my smile not leaving my lips. I am feeling so blessed. My life was in such a mess and now, it's my paradise. I couldn't thank much for having all the riches of heaven with me.

"You haven't travelled on a plane before, have you?" I looked at him and shook my head 'yes'.

"When I was a kid... But I can barely remember it." I said.

"Right, when you came from Boston." He said holding his chin as I nodded. No need to ask, he knew. "Mentioning Boston... do you know why we came here?" I asked because I don't remember it. I could barely remember Mother paying all her debts and for some reason, she fought with those guys and we moved here. "No. Aunt didn't tell me." He replied after a brief pause. I shrugged.

"Nervous..?" He asked after a few moments.

"You are here with me. Why would I be?" I said staring deep into those pools of love.

***

We reached our hotel, our room was lavishing as it left me awestruck. So beautifully decorated, such an attraction. I turned to see Christian who was leaning on the door, arms closed at his chest, smiling at me. I smiled back,

"It's beautiful.." I breathe out.

"Not as you," he said. I shyly averted my gaze and turned around. I removed the curtain as sunlight greeted me through the window. A feeling of solace filled my being, the radiance was giving me deep satisfaction and to make it more everlasting Christian hugged me from behind, nuzzling in my neck.

"That smile is my salvation. Giving me such feelings of calmness that I love losing myself in it. "Never stop smiling.." He murmured and a pinkish shade appeared on my cheeks giving me elation. He turned me around and asked,

"You tired?"

"Of course not!" I beamed. He chuckled, "Right, why would you be?" I then timidly asked, "Are you?" He looked at me for a second and replied with a 'no'.

"I know you are. Let's rest and then go sightseeing!" He didn't argue. I knew it, he was tired. We took a nap.

We walked around looking around. As we were looking, a pendant caught my eye, it was so beautiful, it's a heart-shaped with amber in its centre. I stopped and looked at it in awe.

"Sophie?" Christian called me.

"Yes?" I shot my head to him.

"Do you need anything?" I smiled and shook my head no. He sighed and held my shoulders,

"Look Sophie, You are my wife, what's mine is yours. You didn't accept my money in the first place but now, there is no need for you to stay reserved. If you want something, tell me, okay?" He assured me. I gave him an innocent look and nodded, I turned towards the pendant and spoke in a faint tone, "I want it."

He smiled and gave me a side hug, 'Good." he said.

He bought it for me. I smiled widely when he secured the pendant around my neck.

"Thank you.." I whispered. He kissed my cheek and said, "My everything is yours." His words always melt my heart.

Then we continued our walk, and we had our dinner in a random restaurant.

"Can you speak french?" I asked.

"No, why?"

"I thought you do," I said eating my food. He shrugged his shoulders and we ate our food in silence.

After spending the day out, I plopped myself on the bed. We bought a lot of things. We visit many places but not the Eiffel Tower, we'll do it another day. I felt so tired. My feet are hurting, I can't walk anymore. I am laying on the bed with my arms stretched out while my lower body is hanging from the bed. Christian walked out without a shirt just in his trouser and a towel around his neck, I have already taken a shower.

"Your wet hairs are drenching the covers," He said looking for a shirt to wear. I pout slightly and said something unexpected- for both of us,

"Your hot body is tempting me." I mentally cursed myself for saying this. Even he shocked upon hearing that, he turned to me and asked,

"What?"

"What? What?" I spoke as if I don't know what he is talking about.

"What did you say?"

"What? I didn't say anything." I said.

"No, you did."

"No, I didn't."

"You said-" I cut him off by yelling

"Ahh! I can't hear you!" I said putting my hands over my ears.

"I can't hear you!"

"I can't hear you!" I kept on shouting and when everything calmed down I turned to look at him. He was frowning and wearing his shirt. I giggled childishly as he sighed and walked towards me. He sat on the bed and said,

"You can compliment me."

"Huh? Of course, I'll compliment you whenever I want." I laughed off nervously still being oblivious. But then he smirked and began to tease me,

"I didn't know that my body was hot." My smile faded as I pouted slightly. He then laid beside me and said again,

"Perhaps, I should take off my shirt because my body is tempting." He teased again. I turned my head away from him and he moved close to my face and continued,

"Maybe the hotness is too much for my wife to bear."

"Or is it that tempting that she couldn't take off her eyes from me?" I finally speak up,

"Okay! I get it. Yes, you are hot and very.." I scanned his toned and appealing chest from top to bottom and completed my sentence.

"tempting.." I then rolled off my eyes from him, he laughed.

"Thank you very much my dearest wife. But you know what's more seductive?"

"What?" I asked, turning my head towards him. His aura became dark as he moved and shifted himself on top of me. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes slightly widened. My grip on the covers tightened as he moved closer and whisper,

"The look of innocence in your eyes.." He moved away and I let out my breath which I stopped involuntarily at the moment. He began to laugh again as I sat up and threw the pillow at him. I puffed and glared at him. He stopped laughing and sat up.

"Now I know why you took off my shirt that night?"

"Why?"

"Because I am hot." I gasped and turned my head away from him. I laid down and was about to pull the covers over me but he held my ankle and pulled me to him, I let out a screech and looked at him. He was sitting between my legs, one hand holding my leg while the other on the bed as his face was so close to mine, his breath lingering on my face making my hairs to stand on their borders evoking uncontrollable lust in me. I kept looking at his mischievous gaze that is giving me an eerie feeling of delight. For the first time, he didn't refrain himself.

His eyes flicker with something darkly beautiful in them. My throat dried as it begged with the desire of being explored by him. I gulped hard staring at his raven eyes filled with love which extends without any boundaries. My breath became heavy when his hand on my leg moved upward slowly. The sensation of his touch overwhelmed me in need as my breath became denser. Just like always, a plain touch of him made me feel like cloud-nine. He moved to my neck, biting it slightly as I moaned his name in pleasure, "Christian.."

He pulled away and looked at me with such intensity that held in-depth emotions of love and devotion in them, "Do you trust me?" He asked, staring deep into my eyes and when my eyes bore into his, I turned oblivious to all the things around me as my body burned and begged for him. Enticed by the charm his eyes behold, I let him crave supreme rapture to my core. His fingers trace random patterns on my leg as I felt sparks in me and I let myself be submerged in that deep satisfaction.

"With my life.." I managed to whisper in a desperate voice which craved his touch. He moved and he pressed his lips upon mine, sharing all the love we held for each other. I closed my eyes as my hand clutched the duvets tightly receiving the ecstasy that gave intense happiness to my very soul. The blissful feeling to feel this fiery emotion of lust that is glistening in his eyes. We simultaneously opened our eyes as he slowly pulled away, I smiled faintly as his eyes travelled down, giving chills to my bones under that sharp gaze of hauntingly exquisite emotions. His other hand moved upward from my waist all the way to my neck while his other hand removed the strand of my hair falling on my face. He gave me that eternal look of love as it gave me inexplicable ecstasy. He moved close as he murmured yet passionately,

"Sophie... Allow me.. to release the fierce fire... " His lips grazed over my skin, forming goosebumps. I love how he sways me by such mere actions of immense adoration. He pecked my lips and whispered hoarsely, "...You are igniting in me..."

"Please.. do it Christian.," I whispered back hurriedly, wanting to receive that ultimate and memorable feeling that is embedded deep into my soul and the rest is history...

***

I turned and saw Christian sleeping beside me peacefully, I looked at the time, it's 2 am. I couldn't sleep, my feet hurt a lot from the walk around the city. I stood up to look for the painkiller but from the recent event, I can't walk as he didn't hold back- for the first time. It was rough and steamy but extremely pleasurable and I am not complaining. It was bliss. It was not like before, it was passionate. He was so Godly and professional. But still, he asked me before doing anything so that I'll be comfortable with it... I love him so much for being so caring... For everything...

To relieve me from both pains, I got out to get the painkiller but I fell on the ground with a thud sound that woke him up. He sat up and turned on the light of the lamp, he looked at me and asked,

"What are you doing?" I took support from the bed and sat on it again.

"My feet hurt from walking around the city, I want to take a painkiller," I said. I didn't tell him about my pain from our intercourse or else he will not do it again but I want him to because it was heavenly. I never thought I would like it this way but I did as it is his love, his touch.

He put his index finger on his chin as if he was in deep thoughts. I looked at him perplexed. "What are you thinking, Christian?" I asked.

"Nothing. I didn't know that air has weight. I thought something heavy fell on the ground but it was you." My mouth gaped when I heard it, just how many times he's gonna joke about my weight?

"Are you even listening to what I am saying!?" I yelled at him.

"Sorry. I was just thinking." He smiled putting his hand around his neck. "I thought I hurt you." He said sweetly. "No, No. I am fine. It's the normal pain. Don't worry about it." I smiled, waving my hands to shrug it off. "You sure?" He asked. "Yes. Just my feet hurt." I laid back again and closed my eyes.

"Go to sleep," I said and closed my arms at my chest. I curled my feet trying to relieve the pain as I bit my lips. I remained like that for a while but then I sensed Christian shifting and the sound of his yawn echoed in my ears...

As I was laying like that, I felt a hand on my foot, my eyes flutter opened as I sat up and saw Christian holding my foot, massaging it.

"C-Christian, W-what are you d-doing?" I stuttered.

"What? You're the one who said your feet hurt." He continued to massage them but I pulled it away.

"But, I didn't ask you to massage it."

"Sophie... Go to sleep." He sternly said holding my foot and yanking it towards him.

"And you?" I asked, concerned.

"I am fine. Besides, if you can't walk then how are we supposed to visit places?" He asked.

"But, What about you?"

"It's okay, love. You can sleep." He smiled.

"You sure?' I asked timidly and he nodded. I laid down and closed my eyes as he massaged my foot but it was so soothing as if all the pain was relieving and soon I fell asleep.

The next day, we visited the Eiffel Tower and several other places. And it was so fascinating, everything is so beguiling and interesting. I loved looking at them. I enjoyed my visit to every place. I loved it so much!

After spending the day out, I again plopped on the bed yawning. I know Christian must be tired, he didn't get to sleep. But how wrong I was, he was fresh as if he had just woken up from a deep slumber.

My eyes widened as I sat up looking at Christian, he was wearing a black ripped jeans with a navy blue shirt and a black leather jacket.

My jaw dropped and I was taken aback looking at him like this,

"You're looking so.. handsome.. no... GODLY!" I whisper-shouted. He's looking so attractive, such captivating looks he is definitely not a guy who is a decade older than me. Awestruck by his appearance, I kept scanning him from head to toe and the water dripping from his hairs making him more heavenly. So aesthetically beautiful to one's pleasure. I am proud that he is my man. Just look at the beautiful creation of God in front of me.

"Thanks, and you can close your mouth." I realized that I am gawking at him. I quickly closed my mouth and looked away.

"Get ready, we're going to a club." He said, checking himself in the mirror.

"Wha- Why?"

"I know you always wanted to go there but never got time for it. So, Get ready, we are going." I smiled widely and quickly left to get ready. I always wanted to go to a club and get drunk.

I wore a black frock, an off-shoulder frock adorn with beads, the frock is above my knees, I wore black tights and black pumps with it and wore that pendant he bought for me, in fact, I never took it off in the first place. I applied a little makeup and curled my hair from the edges. I turned and looked at Christian who seemed to be held confined, I asked him,

"Christian, How do I look?"

"So pretty.. like a goddess.." He said in admiration. I blushed and mumbled a 'thank you' and then we went to the club.

The music was so loud, a french song was playing in the ground, I guess it must be a party song. People were dancing, smoking and kissing. Some were so drunk that they didn't even know what they were doing. Christian wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we walked in. We stood at the bar and he asked,

"What do you want to drink?" My eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hmm?" He asked. I kept quiet as my lips formed a thin line as I looked at him innocently, he moved closer as he said,

"Don't worry, I won't judge, enjoy yourself to the fullest, there are no restrictions here. Be yourself." His words gave me courage as the first words that left my mouth was,

"Whiskey."

"Whiskey? Okay.." he ordered a whiskey, he took a shot but I didn't, I kept looking at it,

"Should I really take it?" I asked tentatively. He sighed and took the shot and drank it, my mouth gaped but before I could say something he held my neck and pulled me into a kiss as he shoved the drink from his mouth to mine, the liquid went down my throat as it slightly burned. He pulled away and smirk,

"Congratulations on your first drink." I began to pant, blush, trembling slightly at his action- a complete mess. I ran my hands in my hair and tittered. His action left me dazzled. He is inexplicable.

I took one shot after another, it burned my throat a little but it felt strangely good. I began to feel tipsy and turned to Christian who was looking at me with so much amusement. I took another shot and did the same with him, I shoved the drink in his mouth but him being professional, he moved his hands to my hairs pulling me close, deepening the kiss. I smiled and pulled away.

"Wanna dance?" He asked. I nodded childishly and we went to the dance floor, I put my hands in the air and began to jump. I let my body float as the lively feeling filled me up. I felt so alive.. so free... away from any despair. The reprieve from any shackles. As I was dancing, I felt Christian wrapping his arms around my waist, I thought he was doing it romantically but it was protective, I looked at him as he smiled,

"Enjoy!" He said loudly because the music is loud. I shrugged my shoulders enjoying myself to the fullest as I lived the night so freer than anyone, so spirited that the enthusiasm is emerging from me, so alive... all thanks to you Christian for making me feel enlivened... Liberated from every agony... giving me the most beautiful life I could ever ask for...