Thirty-Five

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Chapter Thirty-Five| Dario
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"It's so beautiful." My girl beams as she stares at the sun rise through the glass door of our hotel room. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist.

"Like you, my Queen." She scoffs at my words and turns her head to look at me with raised eyebrows.

"Stop it, I'm not that beautiful." She laughs, turning back round and I furrow my eyebrows at her.

"You are beautiful, you are so beautiful." I tell her and she sighs. "Forget what that idiot told you for the last two years, it's invalid, it means nothing." I tighten my arms a little and she nods, resting her head back against my chest.

"What are we doing today?" She turns around fully to stare up at me.

She's such a beauty.

"Well we've got a reservation for dinner this evening. I've got you a nice dress to wear, I know you'll look sexy." I smirk, running my finger up and down the curve of her waist.

"Mm, can't wait." She smirks, running her hands up and down my chest. "What else have you got installed for me?" She whispers seductively and I gulp, having the urge to take her right here, right now.

"Trust me, after this evening, we'll be very occupied tonight." I wink and she nods, leaning up to kiss my chin.

"I love you." She whispers and my heart warms at the affection she gives me, I know I'll never get tired of her love.

"And I love you, baby."

As the day goes on, we soon find ourselves sat on the beach together. I don't hesitate to glare at men who walk past staring down at my baby's plump ass.

"Baby, is it not time to lay on your back now?" I sigh, looking down at her. She closes her book and squints up at me, the sun reflecting on her golden brown skin making it glow.

"Yeah, okay." She nods, oblivious as to why I've asked her to turn around.

However I only make it worse for myself when she turns onto her back, her big, round breasts just about sitting in her yellow bikini top, they look on the verge of popping out.

I groan and look up to the heavens.

"You want another towel?" I raise my eyebrows and this time she sits up, looking at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"Are you okay, Rio?" She laughs lightly and I nod my head with a clenched jaw.

Then I shake my head. "No I'm not, call me possessive, I do not give a fuck but I can't deal with these sleazy men staring at your body every time they walk past. I've seen this one man walk past you four times, Leona! Four times!" I exclaim, throwing my arms up in frustration.

I watch as Leona begins to giggle at my little tantrum.

"Baby, I'm yours and yours only. Who cares if some stupid men are staring at me? Am I entertaining it? I would have never had known if you hadn't said anything." She grins, climbing onto my lap.

She begins to run her fingers through my hair and my eyes flutter shut. I still can't get over the fact that she is back here with me.

She's mine and I'm hers.

"You really are a big baby." She pouts and I open my eyes.

"Is this something you're going to be telling me for the rest of my life?" I question, raising my eyebrows at her.

"If you keep acting like one, Mr Possessive." She jokes and I playfully roll my eyes. "I love you, Rio. I know this trip will be so good for us." She beams and my heart begins to race.

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