CHRISTIAN
I watched Jenna beaming with a sort of light I only saw rarely. She was beautiful and joyful. Her eyes were bright as if stars were behind them and her beautiful lips were stretched out in a contented smile. She slipped from the drink and then searched for a waste bin threw the smoothie cup inside.
It was late evening, she had treated me as nothing but her friend. Not her financee or anything romantic, a friend.
I didn’t mind, if I would be more honest, I even enjoyed it. As she turned to me, she mouthed something but my mind didn’t register it since I was busy admiring her, I had lost all my senses in the process, I knew that I admired her often, too often but who was I to blame?
“Huh?” I asked with an apologetic smile.
She shook her head, and she opened her mouth to repeat it.
“I’m tired and these women eyeing you” she said and then scrunched her nose at a particular woman who had been drinking me up.
I shook my head, and chuckled.
Enjoying the way her eyes burned and her cheeks heated, anger and jealousy… She was being possessive. If I the power, I would lick this moment in a bottle and let it play out sometimes, to experience this feeling.
She walked up to me, holding my stare. There was nothing friendly in the way her eyes turned siren like and her lips curled upwards, she stopped when our bodies were pressed against each other. She stood on her tiptoes and even with that,, I had to lean downwards for my lips to reach hers.
She kissed me, it was deep and claiming and ravenous. She pulled up and I swear I forget my name. She giggled and brushed my eyebrows with her fingers and she kissed me again, I let her take the lead, I let her deepen the kiss and she pulled out once more and smacked her lips as if she loved the taste of the grape that was stil on our tongues.
I could taste it in her mouth, we had eaten them some minutes ago. She turned away from me and took my hand, leading me forward into the crowd of people waiting to see the lights and fireworks erupting into the sky.
It was the last event of the show, I held her and pulled her back to press my front, I didn’t want to watch the fireworks, I just wanted to close my eyes and savour in the smell of my beautiful Jenna.
She jumped, flinched from the sound and my arm tightened on her and she brought her hand up to my arm and she rubbed me. My cock jerked but I reminded it that we were out in public.
I recalled the words of Marcellino and I tensed.
“What’s wrong?” She asked turning to leave my grasp so she can look at me but the last thing I wanted was for her to leave my hold. I held her tighter and she tapped my hand.
“I’m so sorry” I said and I released her a little.
“It’s nothing” I told her but it was far from nothing, I just didn’t want her to worry.
What I had done for her, what Marcellino had threatened and most importantly, why k had swapped her pills that day.
It was selfishness and fear but Marcellino was asking me for money to clear his debt, he was asking very politely but after he learnt that Jenna had gone on the cruise, he had been nothing but police, only demanding.
And the threats, I did not know how far he would go, only that I couldn’t trust him and I couldn’t just wave it off. I didn’t trust him one bit, he was as cunning and treacherous as his father.
He had told me that he was planning to marry Jenna off to a wealthy man. He said that her marriage with the man would get him connections and earn him money to clear his debts.
I had gone wild and fear but I didn’t let it show, i just couldn’t. And I had called a friend of mine, paid a hell lot of money for that making and vitamins and watched her drink it that morning, made sure she drank it and I made sure to take her to bed and I poured every of my seed inside her, not risking even a few drops.
She was mine, she was mine not anyone’s else and I’m hers.
The fireworks ended and I watched to go home with her, I wanted to tell her about it too but I didn’t want her to worry about it, I could take care of it in my own.
Marcellino and his wealthy investors should burn in hell, they were all lucky that I was here on and island and not hunting them one by one for even daring to think in her direction.
After I would be done with them, I would turn to Marcellino and make him beg and cry, make him go through immense trauma for selling out his daughter.
Not just because I was in love with her, but because it was plain wrong.
“Let’s go” Jenna whispered and pressed her head on my chest, o broke from my thoughts. Her body was sleeping heat through mine and I wanted to feel all of her.
I remembered we were in public once again.
“Let’s go” I said and I carried her on my back.
“I’m able to walk” she said but I was certain that she loved it when I carried her like this, she had confessed it to me once.
I carried her to the car and opened door, she got it and I went around to the other side.
“Drive” I said to the driver, he nodded his head once and drove towards the house.
“There’s something we haven’t yet talked about” Jenna said, her voice was small and almost shaky and I knew she was shy about the conversation.
“What?” I asked.
She glanced at the driver.
“Don’t worry about him, talk to me”
“The baby ” she whispered.