Ava Marquez-Petrakis
Gasping in breathe, I collapsed on top of Iñigo's sweat covered chest. Despite the fact of visiting the gym everyday for the past 4 years, the intense marathon of sexual activities between Iñigo and I always leaves me breathless.
Pulling me close to him, he placed a soft kiss on my temple and twirled a stray lock of hair on my ear. His breathing was also ragged and his chest rose up and down as his pounding heart hammered underneath my form. Taking the key from the bedside table, he quickly unlocked the cuffs on my hands as blood flowed on my limp arms.
His hands softly massaged the sore muscles of my arms. I purred on his neck at the relaxing feeling of his hands on my sore muscles.
Inigo PetrakisI woke up at the crack of dawn. Slowly lifting myself from the bed, I placed a pillow on my side and tiptoed to the bathroom. It was 4 in the morning and I knew my men will be at the vineyard and the stables. It had been years since I worked in Hacienda de Avalon.I miss the smell of the earth, the horses and the fresh Spanish air. I can distinctly remember the taste of sweet grapes picked and fermented to become one of our best-selling wines. I used to take care of the horses and ride them as any professional would do. Horses and I understood each other. I wonder if my old Arabian stallion still recognizes me.Putting on some fresh working clothes, I slowly made my way out of the bathroom and walked to the sleeping figure of my wife, Ava. He
Iñigo Petrakis"Primo, did you wake up at the wrong side of the bed?'The irritating voice of my cousin, Miguel Avalon, taunted me as his hand tightened on my wife's form. Ava stilled underneath his arms and an involuntary growl rumbled out of my chest.I was tired, hungry and excited to eat a meal when my eyes landed on the pair wrapped around each other. The image of their smiling faces so close to each other will forever be imprinted in my mind.Red haze clouded my eyes as it settled on their arms. I wanted to wrip Ava away from my cocky cousin. I wanted to punch him and haul him far away from my wife.Crossing the gap between us, my fist cracke
Ava Marquez-Petrakis"I will not wear that dress Iñigo!" I growled out loud fuming mad as Iñigo shoved me racks and racks of clothes. Steam must have been coming out of my nose as I vehemently glared at my grinning husband.We were in one of Spain's luxury boutiques with me trying on different long evening gowns picked by my husband. I thought I will have a fun time shopping with husband. I was in a fairly good mood after his display of possessiveness that I began to skip and sing a happy tune as I prepared for our shopping trip.But I should have known my husband was a devil in disguise despite his angelic façade. He was a sneaky bastard for turning me away from the boutiques I liked and chose to drag me to the most conservative stores I have ever seen.
Iñigo PetrakisI should have known my wife was up to no good when she pushed me out of our room and took more than 30 minutes to put on the dress I bought her.The party inside Avalon Manor was in full swing when I descended our grand staircase."Hola amigo! It's been a long time since you went home." Javier, one of my classmates in middle school, greeted me. Last I've heard about him is he managed his parents' shipping business."You remember our old schoolmates, Sanchez, and Ramon." He introduced two of our old classmates."I do. It's nice meeting you again gentlemen," I greeted them."We heard you
Chapter 29Ava Marquez-Petrakis"Iñigo!" I growled out loud, flinging the door open of the bathroom and stomped my way to the man who was nakedly lounging on our bed. The way my feet cracked on the wooden floor was enough to gather his attention.Taking his eyes off of the screen of his phone, a smirk formed on his lips. His eyes flashed with deviltry and he leaned his head to the side biting his lip to stop the amusing grin lifting his lips.He looked like a sex god in all his glory with his broad shoulders, curly and haphazard hair, muscled arms, and deep v of his torso hidden by the cotton sheets. On any circumstances, I would have drooled at the sight of him. Or perhaps joined him in bed.&nbs
Chapter 30Ava Marquez-Petrakis"Por favor, cariño! Slow down!"Snickering to myself, I pushed the horse to run faster. Cool wind lapped on my face. Trees and golden leaves zoomed in on my vision as we jumped over fences and trunks of trees. I heard an explenetive from the man behind me before I heard him urged his horse to catch up to mine. The steady hooves of my majestic horse picked up its speed as he felt the closeness of the man hounding us."Ava please! I said slow down!"Cracking a laughter, I looked behind me and grinned at the worried frown on his face. He flashed me a grim and annoyed expression. Winking at him, I looked backed on
Iñigo PetrakisWe made it just in time the heavens began to pour. Thunder rumbled in the distance before a flash of lightning pierced the sky. Closing the windows to stop from drenching the place, I turned to Ava who was wiping her drenched boots. A lock of hair fell on the sides of her face, and her cheeks were flushed since we raced here in the Manor.Catching my gaze, she smiled a slow grin, and my heart thudded inside my chest. It swelled into a large proportion that a giddy and peaceful feeling settled in the pits of my chest. I was in love with her smile. No. I was in love with her. I was in love with Ava Marquez-Petrakis.I was in love with this beautiful and spitfire woman who had weathered my mercurial ways and shattered the walls I erected. She showed me love and tend
Ava Marquez-Petrakis"Where are we going?" I asked Iñigo as we boarded the plane."It wouldn't be a surprise cariño if I tell you, " he spoke in a gentle tone, his eyes shining in the morning light and his smile full of tenderness. Leaning down, he nuzzled my neck with his nose and paid me a small kiss on the lips before taking my hand in his and helping me up the plane.He'd been touchy and affectionate the past few days. It was like the storm cleared his walls and gave me a sweet and loving Iñigo. It was a breath of fresh air to see him with his easy-going attitude. He interacted with Celine and Miguel with the same frankness yet he smiled more and laughed more. He also took me every day to their vineyard to help him with the business, and lounge in the beach af