~Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind~
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Aaliyah:
With Ammars birthday around the corner, I was always slipping out of the house and leaving the office before closing hours to meet up with Kim, She has convinced me to help her and a couple of friends organize something nice for Ammar. I suggested a surprise trip to Florence, A surprise is what you desire when you least expect it.
When we concluded the arrangements, Kim called Ammar and told him about some annual Conference organized by a friend in Florence. She stated that it would be a good opportunity to boost their careers and to catch up with their long lost famous friend. She managed to convince him somehow, which came as a surprise to both of us knowing how stubborn he is
She told him that he had to come with me, though I prayed silently for him to decline. Unfortunately, he didn't
Everything went according to plan, and we reached our destination safe and sound. We are spending 7 amazing days in Florence. We spent our first night in some fancy hotel where we threw Ammar his awesome birthday party
In the splendid setting of Casa Barthel we found a refuge between the olive's trees just above Florence's hills. The starry sky witnessed our night-time chatting, a cosy patio for family breakfasts, the beauty of the cottages, each with its own story, each with its own set design. We spent about four days there
'La Menagere' gave us a true journey into the taste, design, colours and contemporaneity of Florence contributing to unforgettable moments.
An alternative Tour around the city and a Masterchef competition on Sunday were a lot of fun and indelible memories. But above all, there has been joy in the eyes and in the hearts, which I'm sure no one will ever forget
We decided to spend the last two days of our trip staying in a private beach house overlooking the water. Though most of Ammar's friends have returned to their various homes
The resort had four to five restaurants that served an array of delicious cuisines. We had the best meal at this Thai restaurant near the beach house called Ban Thai. We ordered a Thai noodle and a Thai curry which was so flavorful and delicious. We enjoyed every bit of the meal till the last morsel
I stayed in the same room with Ammar throughout the trip. At first, all we did was fight and argue. He was a poison snake, and I was another, and on such terms we pleased ourselves. But eventually, it stopped. Ammar ignores me even when I am desperately looking for his trouble.
He has changed a lot, He has become so caring and overprotective of me. He always makes sure I'm comfortable and I eat even if I didn't want to, I had a paper cut while opening his birthday gifts that he didn't care about but I was so curious to see and he almost had a heart attack.
He started bringing me breakfast in bed and he does it with pleasure, he does a lot of things for me these days. If I ask why, he tells me it's because of my paper cut, it might hurt if I do anything
He would reach for me in the middle of the night, nearly every single night, wrapping one of those solid arms around my waist and pulling me in close. So Close.
All day and all night his desire for me unwinds like a poisonous snake. I could feel it, it's always nice to feel wanted though. But I denied him the pleasure, If somebody never gets enough of you, they will always want more. The power of unfulfilled desires is the root of all man's slavery
I suddenly saw Ammar in a new light. I knew him to be arrogant, wealthy, clean, hateful, vengeful and hostile. But living with him in the same room and seeing him around his friends made me suddenly see him differently. He is intelligent, courteous, well-read, enamoured, over protective of what he loves, somehow deep and caring
I accept the hard reality that I maybe might possibly be just the slightest tiniest littlest bit kinda sorta still interested in him. Plus there is this crazing attraction between us that almost makes me go insane sometimes.
What made him most attractive was that he was attracted to me. Another's interest can be a powerful stimulant to me. I could feel his eyes on me as an almost physical pressure all day long, he is always staring
As we all sat by the pool on a wonderful afternoon, Kim and I were sharing a set of earphones and jamming out an upbeat song. When it came to an end, I turned towards Ammar just in time to see him stripping to his trunks, then dove into the water
We all watched as he broke the surface and climbed from the water, his muscles slick and wet, his brown eyes glowing in the sun. I heard Zarah and Kim both sigh, and a guy murmur that it almost made him want to go gay. Kim stretched out on a chaise beside me and asked, "So you still don't want to share a room with him?"
She made me laugh like an idiot
When Ammar caught me staring, he smiled, clearly glad that I was watching the little show he was putting on.
He came out of the water moments leter and sat beside me. Still smiling, He transformed himself into a rose bush and entwined me. I could feel myself fading into him and him into me
He rested a hand on my hip, and my whole body tensed up. That hand moved around my hip, slipping under my shirt to rest on the small of my back. My skin burned where he touched me, and the places that were untouched longed for that heat.
I felt betrayed and absolutely livid, but my body wasn't smart enough to know it. It had liked the feel of his hands, wanted more of it, wanted it now. It was almost like there were two of me, one who heartily approved of the mage and one who would have dearly loved to see him stop
I looked sharply up as he took my hand in his. looking into my deep eyes. My hands were warm in his as he brought them up to his lips, my nerves tingling at the harsh comfort of contact and cheeks reddening
The way our fingers intertwine feels so natural and right, as if our hands hold memories of meeting in a thousand other lifetimes.
My throat instantly went dry, and I reached for the cup of juice beside me. I was about to take a sip when I feel my hand being grabbed over the glass of juice "Take a sip and kiss me" Ammar said
"Kiss me, Let everyone know that you're mine" he added, moving terribly closer
I inhale his scent mixed with the fragrance of his perfume, I can feel the heat rising off his hand onto mine. The caress in his voice and he invites me with a tone I don't know how to describe. It's not an order. It's not a suggestion. It's a...temptation.
He tangles his hand in my hair, and the other cups my jaw.
He didn't care if everyone was watching, he pulled me closer, kissing my mouth, taking me by surprise. He leaned back, passion smoldering in his eyes. I looked at him, touching my mouth where his kiss still burned.
His lips feel shockingly sweet, swollen and soft, and more like home every time he placed them on mine
Kim giggled and the guys cheered and whistled.
Everyone was enjoying the show except zarah. "That was uncalled for, I hate unnecessary PDA. Ammar you have really changed, I hope she hasn't done any rituals to turn you into her minion" she said
"Oh you haven't seen anything yet" he replied, giving zarah a stern look
He grabbed my hand and said "let's go to the room" leaving zarah almost in tears
"I'm glad you liked the kiss" he said, with a wink as soon as we entered the room
"No, I was just going with the flow when I kissed you back. I didn't want to make you look like a fool in public" I retorted
"Well, It felt like you were about to swallow me whole" he said with a wicked grin
"You're unbelievable" I said, as I quickly walked to the dresser
"I think I should start packing our stuff, so that we wouldn't leave anything behind" I said
"Alright" he replied with a smile
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