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Zena expected to be taken back to their Lake House but was pleasantly surprised when they pulled up to the airport.

A private jet awaited them, and she smiled as she walked towards the runway.

"Honey, I didn't pack anything."

"You won't be wearing anything."

"Julien...."

He laughed. "We'll shop when we get there."

Once they got on and settled in, she gave a soft sigh, then kissed his cheek as the plane took off.

Julien stared at his wife, admiring her beauty and the sound of her low snoring. He knew she was probably exhausted...being with him was a lot.

"You have a call, Sir."

Julien took the phone. "What."

"You didn't even say goodbye. Were you that eager to get away from us?" His mother asked.

"Yes. Did your man find the Book of Prophecy?"

"No, not yet. It appears his other children aren't as brave as he thought. None of them want to go into the Underworld."

Julien shook his head.

"I figured, that's why I sent someone to retrieve it. I need to go, mother."

"Tell my daughter I said hello."

He smiled at his mother's words. "I will."

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A few hours went by, and we landed at our destination. I was so mesmerized by the beautiful blue water and clear sky. The air was fresh and invigorating, making me want to explore.

We drove to our beautiful beach villa, it was like a dream. The sun kissed my skin as we got out of our vehicle. Once inside, I saw gift bags of different sizes sitting on the kitchen counter.

I got excited and immediately ran towards them. Julien thanked and tipped our driver, then closed the door.

"Baby, are these complimentary or something?"

"They're for you, open them."

I did as he said and was surprised by the bikini's, sundresses, and shoes.

"Did you pick these out?"

"I had some help..."

I held one of the ten sundresses up to my body. Then I noticed a smaller gift bag, and inside, there was blue lingerie...I squealed in excitement.

"Baby, you did so good!"

He smiled as I walked over to him and softly kissed his lips. I was going to pull away, but he held on to me. Within minutes, he was deep inside of me on the couch.

My last orgasm of the day happened in our bed. It was nighttime while a breeze blew into the open double doors of our bedroom. I sat on top of him as he held me tight, kissing my neck.

I could feel his dick pulsating inside me, and I giggled.

"Mmm...does that mean you want to keep going?"

I whined. "Baby, nooooo. Aren't you tired?"

He laid back and playfully lifted his hips up and down. I immediately got off of him.

"You know? I've never been this happy before I met you, Zena."

"Me too."

"Really?"

My lips kissed his lips. "Yup. I want to show you something...wait right here."

I went into the bathroom to wet a washcloth and suds it up with soap. When I walked out, he looked at me with a curious stare.

"I forgot to show you this...it kind of already started to come off."

I began to wipe the non smear concealer off my waxed pubic area. My husband moved closer as he saw his name appear.

"Ta-da! Do you like it?"

My private had Julien tattooed in cursive on it. He just stared, and I got nervous.

"Darling, how am I supposed to not keep wanting to fuck you after seeing this?"

I smiled. "You like it?!"

"Baby, I love it."

I laughed and clapped in celebration...while my husband got another erection.

The rest of our honeymoon was peaceful and calm with great food, drinks, cuddles, lot's of resting, amazing sex and planning our lives together.

My sister Kizzy was doing amazing and her relationship with our Dad was a lot better. I'm still not ready to spend time with him and he understands.

I've had some lows in my life along with some highs, but with Julien the lows still felt like the highs. Yes, he is a lot to deal with and many think he's a psycho. They probably think I'm nuts for being with him.

But being with someone who protects and loves me...who actually sees me and listens, is the best feeling in the world.

I mean....being with Julien was like a crazy roller coaster ride. And I'm going to ride until the wheels fall off and still keep going after that.

So, yes...my husband is crazy but he's mine.

I love him, and I'm obsessed.

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