On Hollis's insistence, I had to put on a two inches, extremely gorgeous sandal. We left our suite for the car and he held my hand firmly. The staff of the resort was lined up just like last night. "Gross." I murmured and he arched his brow again, oh Lord! Does he even know that arching his brow gives a certain heart melting look on his face that can make a woman think of several things in relation to sex and orgasm. 'Straight to hell Ugo, straight to hell.' The voice in my head warned me. "What do you think about managing resorts, is that something you can do?" His voice broke through my sinful thoughts. "Huh?" "You complain that you're bored at home. I'm wondering if you'll love to take up something as challenging as managing my chain of resorts. Let's see how long it will take before you get drowned." He turned and winked at me. "I know the game you're trying to play." I laughed at his trick. He was trying to cajole me into taking up an offer he knew very well I could handle
Suddenly, a soft hand latched around my waist and tugged me away abruptly from Jason's presence. "We have a tour to get to." He said softly and we headed out. Hollis muttered something inaudible in my ear, keeping my body close to his. "Stay away from him. He has his eyes all over you." "Stop it." I scolded, tapping his arm gently. "I'm serious." He pouted, a very cute expression that got my heart melting. I chuckled. "But why?" I saw something pass through his face before he settled back into his usual expression. "Is he one of your members?" "An answer to that would be a breach of contract." "Well, I'm your wife. That should automatically make me a member, won't it?" He smiled and curved his arm. I placed mine in it and saw him nod to my question. "The members only.." "Yes." He said before I could finish. "What’s his preference; orgies, BJ, cougars, bondage..?" Hollis's head snaped in my direction. With my arm still hooked to his, he stopped me before we reached the door.
"Boss." A young gentleman shook Hollis 's hand. "Ma'am." He bowed, turning to me. He kept his eyes on my face and not my breasts like Jason from outside. I nodded my consent, basking in the closeness of my husband's rigid body. "Derek, how is the arrangement going?" "Perfect sir." Derek replied. He had a warm smile, showing his teeth as he smiled. With honey brown hair and a clean-shaven face, he had the look of someone who does a lot of business, the looks like a salesman. "Derek is one of our salesmen," Hollis told me. "All right." "Someone wants to see you." Derek told my husband. "Don Pedro." He spelled out. "It's my fuckin honeymoon. Why would he come here? He turned to me, and asked. "Would you be able to stay by yourself if I spent a few minutes with my father's friend?" I nodded. He kissed my forehead and gave Derek a stern look before walking away. I knew what that look entailed 'stay with her' Once he turned to the door, I walked across the open space, my shoe
I let myself imagine someone else in Castello's place, someone called Hollis. As Castello lifted up his head, he touched my leg, sliding his fingers up the side of my calf, "now imagine what someone can do from this position," he said quietly. The raspy tone of his voice felt like it was echoing through my bones. And when I looked down at him, I imagined another pair of eyes looking back at me. Castello's attention moved downward to the apex of my crossed legs. "What are you doing?" A voice thundered from the doorway, and I jumped about three feet in the air. Hollis was glaring at us as I erupted from the chair. His arms were crossed, his fists clenched, and those wolf-like eyes were trained on me with so much anger. "Hollis," I stammered, waltzing across the room and trying to remain as casual as I could. It's not like I was interested in Castello. I mean, he’s gorgeous, but I just met him and I don’t even know him. Castello turned to his cousin. "Your wife was curious,
We quarreled nonstop when we got back to the resort. I didn't think I did anything wrong back at the club, nor did I agree that I'll be ordered around and told what to do and what not to do. Hollis refused that I would be responsible for making the sole decision of what I want and what I do not want. He insisted that he would decide what was good for me and okay the people I mingle with. Since it was his world, he knew better. But stubborn me refused to give him the grace. What the hell is he protecting a twenty-seven year old adult from. I refused to bend, Hollis refused to bend. Two alpha humans merged together in a funny thing called marriage. What the hell was I expecting? We didn't speak to each other after the arguments and I literally folded my clothes from the wardrobe together and created a barricade between us to prevent me from rolling over to his side of the bed. By morning, I insisted that I've had enough of the stupid-ass honeymoon and since he won't let me quit,
UGO When I woke up in the morning, I was wrapped around someone's body as usual. But I felt less guilty because he said I shouldn't get a teddy. So I didn't expect him to complain. But when I wanted to lift my head, he held me down and opened his eyes. "Let's stop fighting Ugo, I don't like it when we do." He told me and I felt like he poured me some sort of chilled water. "Okay." I replied, clearing my throat. "I need to get a dress for tonight's dinner." I told him and he looked at me like I was some kind of alien. Then his lips twitched. "My credit card is still with you. Do with it as you wish." He whispered, I felt excitement coarse through his skin. "Fine." It was safe to say that the day started out well enough for the both of us. We had breakfast with Maxine and Castello. I found the latter too funny to be taken seriously, initially until I saw him switch from funny to deadbeat serious when it was time to discuss real business. It felt like I was watching someone w
Hollis's gaze found me right then, his eyes doing a slow once-over of me before he got to his feet. He pulled out a seat for me right before I approached him. "You look heavenly, Ugo." He struggled to breath out and I smiled briefly. We placed our orders. I settled for a well seasoned steak while he went on to take lamb chops. We ate in silence. The friction of yesterday had died down. Yet there was a little tension between us. When I was done eating, I emptied my glass of champagne and Hollis refilled it for me. The crazy Ugo surfaced. Looking at him, I gulped down the second glass. He arched his brow and gave me a warning stare before refiling the glass. I smiled and emptied the glass again. "Damnit Ugo, you will get drunk if you don't stop." "That's my business. It has nothing to do with you." "That's it, you are not going to drink another drop of wine." "Stop making decisions for me. I am an adult. I decide what I want to do, when I want to do it. You don't decide for me.
We had just finished with dinner and we were headed outside to our car. I stood close to the curb waiting for Hollis to reverse the car and some man came to my side. "Hey." He giggled. "Are you stranded? Do you need help or something?" "Hi," I flashed a smile. "Oh no I'm fine. Just waiting for my husband." I politely replied and even pointed to the car. But unfortunately, his gaze didn't follow my hand. He was looking at something else. My fucking breast and was getting overly excited. I was disgusted. "I'm Kennedy." He stretched out his hands. "I'm married." I replied ignoring his outstretched hands. In a flash, he pulled my arm, urging me to face him and I slapped him. I might have taken a few glasses of champagne, but I was still sober enough to know how to use my hands and legs if the need arises. Kennedy froze for a second and tried yanking my arm. I dodged his hand and gave him two more slaps on each cheek. Infuriated, he lunged towards me and I ducked his body cur