Chapter 57
Ariel
“Attention everyone,” Father hit his glass cup lightly with the handle of his spoon. “To celebrate my birthday, we’ll be having a beach party this evening and there’ll be lots of food to eat and drink. I don’t want anyone to be missing or I’ll be offended,”
A beach party?
Funny how I’d thought about it after I woke up and now my father had already organized a party there. What was I supposed to wear? My mother’s bikini set wouldn’t even fit me.
Unless Dmitri could drive me to a shop down the road, I wouldn’t have any appropriate outfit for the party.
“We’ll surely be there. It’s been a while since I visited the beach,” Dmitri answered and took a swig from his orange juice. And then he stretched his hand toward me. “Can we go to our room when you’re done?”
I rolled my eyes at his unnecessary formality and flashed a cheeky smile at my parents. “Catch y’all later,” I said as we strolled out.
“Yeah, and make a lot of babies too,” Father shouted behind me.
I slammed the door loudly as soon we got inside out room, my heart thumping loudly. “Did he have to say it out loud like that?” The embarrassment glaring on my face couldn’t be hidden no matter how I tried.
Whenever I’ll have the chance, I’d have to ask him about his new obsession with babies.
Dmitri advanced toward me, allowing just a little distance between us while he caged me with his hands placed on the wall beside me.
“Your face is as red as a tomato. Haven’t you been begging me to fuck you these past few weeks? Don’t you know that it will result to getting pregnant?” He teased me.
I snuck away from him and plopped down on the bed insouciantly, folding my hands with a pout. “I’m not ready to be pregnant. I read that most pregnant women get bored of sex and I don’t want that when I haven’t even had enough of it,”
He turned around and leaned on the wall. “You can never get bored with me,”He assured me.
“By the way, what was that stunt you pulled off during breakfast? What if someone had looked under the table and found out what we were doing?”
He approached me and knelt on one knee, my chin fixed between his thumb and index finger. “We would have given the person a show. You liked it, didn’t you? You enjoyed the spontaneity of what we did and you even wanted more. If I’m to guess correctly, you weren’t scared, you rode on the uncertainty of being caught and that pushed you to an orgasm even when I wasn’t doing too much,”
“Dmitri,” I whispered, knowing that he was right.
“I like how your body responds to me each time I touch you. It feels like we were made for each other,”
My chest rose and fell as his gaze caressed my body, lingering on my breasts. My pulse raced and my core squeezed in anticipation but he didn’t do anything, instead he stood up and walked to the wardrobe.
And a sigh of disappointment erupted from my lips.
He came back with a small bag in his hand which he gave to me. “Here,”
I collected it and brought out the content. Alas, it was floral peach halter neck bra and a matching thong bikini bottom. “How did you know that I didn’t have these? I’ve been racking my brain at how I’ll get some down the street,” My heart swelled at his thoughtfulness.
He shrugged and tucked his hands into his pockets. “I didn’t know that you were lacking this. I just saw them in a shop on my way to the airport and thought that they’ll look good on you, and they better do, else I’ll take you to every bikini shop and get you every set that fits your body,”
“You wouldn’t do that,” I replied coyly.
“Try me,”
He steered off to the door and spared me a backward glance. “I’ll be out for sometime. I have some things to do,”
“Are they more important than being with me?”
“You’ll see,” His lips stretched to the side in a smirk and he walked out the door.
Though I was disappointed by his nonchalance, his thoughtful gesture had already made up for his surly attitude. The only thing I had to do now was to ensure that I looked good for the party.
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A dinging sound resonated the moment long hand of the clock ticked 4 o’clock, yet, I was unable to decide which hairstyle suited my outfit better.
Instantly, I was reminded of my dear friend, Guilia, who would have been quick help me out of my dilemma. Since I was going for a wild look, I kept my hair down and covered my waist with a white see-through scarf.
I lightly applied some sun screen on my body since the sun would set in a few hours, and waltzed out of my room. Dmitri wasn’t back yet and the urge to call him continued to rise.
He was a mafioso and nothing could go wrong while he was here, but was it wrong to admit that I badly missed him?
The shrill laughter coming from Liora and her in her room nanny jerked me out of my reverie. I knocked and she didn’t hesitate to open up.
Liora’s eyes scanned my outfit meticulously while she tapped her chin and a smile filled with admiration broke out of her face. “You look so beautiful, mummy,” She commented with a tooth grin.
“And you look pretty too. Has Irina applied your sunscreen?” I asked and slanted Irina a look.
“Not yet, ma’am. I was about to do that when you knocked,” She answered.
“Alright. Give it to me, I’ll take it up from here,”
She obliged and I applied it dutifully on her body. The beach had a trekkable distance from our house so we ditched the cars and headed there on foot.
I located Father and mama, dancing slowly to the music with glasses of what I presumed to be wine in their hands. Liora barreled toward them while I ignored the leery stares of the men who ogled at me.
The only attention I wanted was from my husband, sadly he wasn’t here.
Not wanting to feel more depressed, I decided to be with my parents. I’d barely taken a step when a hand covered my eyes. “Dmitri?”
The hand went off immediately and I spun around to see Guilia frowning at me. “I’m not Dmitri,”
I slapped my face and chuckled nervously. “I’m so sorry, Guilia. I wasn’t expecting you to be here,”
She raised her hand sharply to cut me off. “Save the explanation. I know you miss your husband so badly, where’s he by the way?”
“I don’t know,” I lowered my head.
“Then call him,” She suggested.
“I don’t want,”
My phone rang the next minute and when I checked the caller, it was him. I schooled my expression into a nonchalant one and excused myself from her.
She clicked her tongue and went ahead to the party.
I placed the phone on my ear and faced the ocean. “You’re finally calling,”
“Well, I can’t seem to get my eyes off you,”
“What?” I gasped and darted my gaze around, but he was nowhere to be found around the crowd of men in the beach.
He chuckled darkly into the phone. “You look so hot and it annoys me that other men are staring at you in a way that I don’t appreciate. I’m considering eliminating them. Do you have any idea?”
“Don’t even think about it,” I warned sternly.
“Do you have to be this sexy?”
My breath increased rapidly and I clutched onto the hem of my scarf. “Dmitri, where are you?”
After a moment of silence, he said. “Turn around,”