𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

20

I had wore a maroon lace bra which barely covers my breast and I have to say that I kind of look sexy. I have never wore this type bra before and it's thanks to my husband that I got the chance to wear it.

In the morning when I had finished taking shower, I look for my clothes in the bathroom but too my disappointment I forgot to bring my clothes so I walk to the walk-in closet to wear my clothes and there my husband was taking out his clothes.

"Amore." He called when I opened the drawer which contained the bra and I hmm in response.

When I looked inside the bra were neatly stacked in a row and I took one out while closing the drawer with the other hand.

And when I looked at the bra I couldn't help but opened the drawer and placed it inside. I rummaged through the drawer and all I see is the lace bra.

Some were so damn sexy that I couldn't help but think that my breast will pop out if I ever wear it. The thing is I haven't wear bra since I had came here and today I kind of wanted to wander outside so wanted to wear one but couldn't find the one I usually wear.

"What happened?" Vincenzo voice out and I could hear his footsteps coming towards me.

"You didn't like the color." He asked crouching down beside me and pick out the maroon color one.

"This one looks good." He held it with his two hands and displayed it for me.

"Ummm..." I hesitated while looking at the bra and the man who was holding it.

"Let me help you." He grabbed my left arm and made me stand up along with him.

Without letting me to register his words, he pulled opened the belt of the bathrobe which was the only thing blocking the view of my naked body and he slide it down on my shoulder till it reach the floor.

"Ah.." A voice escaped my lips when I felt cool air on my skin and before I could grabbed the bathrobe, Vincenzo picked it up and placed it on the top of the drawer.

"Open your arms Amore." He said sliding the strap of the bra on my hand and I shiver when I felt his hand on my bare skin.

It has been many days since we have come in skin to skin contact but still his mere touch made me shiver.

Unconsciously, I let his help me wear the bra and he skillfully hooked the bra lingering his hand on my back.

And what surprised me is that the bra fit me perfectly and the maroon color looked quite good on my skin.

"Wait for me." His voice being me back to reality and he took the t-shirt from my hand and walked to place it on the rock at the side.

I stood on the place and look at his back to see a scar on the middle of his back. Before when I was looking at his body I had just seen his left part so now when he turned back I could see his whole back body.

It's not the first time that I have seen him naked but I didn't noticed this wound even while that man had parade almost naked on the mansion. I frown looking at the scar which seemed to be an old one but my heart ache when I imagine the pain he must have gone through.

I have been pampered by my parents so much so that they didn't let me have a single scratch on my skin. And I have low tolerance to pain and whenever I would have to have an injection, I would bawl my eyes out denying to have it.

My father had to coaxed me  for a long time and when I had exhausted all my energy throwing tantrum then only I would give up. I had trouble my parents mostly my dad during the childhood and still I fear having an injection so much so that I tried my best to not get sick or catch cold.

I couldn't stop myself from walking towards him and I stop when I reached beside him. I raise my hand to touch the scar and the sudden contact stiffen him. He turn his face to look at me and let me look at the scar which was deep into his skin.

"Does it hurt?" I croaked out feeling emotional.

I do not why the scar made me to feel so sad but my intuition tell me that it was life threatening. After looking at the scar I came to the conclusion that he must have been stab by a knife or something sharp.

"It has been heal." He turned to face me and hold my hand which had just touch his back.

"You must have felt great pain." He caresses my hand and I looked up to gaze at his eyes.

"I was bed ridden for two weeks. The wound was deep." He said looking straight at my eyes as if he could read my mind.

"If I were you then I don't know how-" Before I could finish speaking he cut me off.

"Does it look bad?" His abrupt question startle me and a few seconds latter I understood his meaning.

"No." I shook my head holding his other hand and intertwined our hands together.

"You are my handsome husband. How can a scar overshadowed your beauty?" I said looking at him in admiration.

This man is the dream of every woman and how can I not like the precious gem? Only a fool would dislike him.

"Indeed your husband is handsome." He said with a smirked and pulled me on his chest.

I placed my head on his chest and hugged him tight. He too wrapped his arms around my waist and I thought he would hug me but his action made me to shrike out loud.