Packing...

Mikhail and Belle prepared for their up and coming trip. They purchased some of the necessities and some food for the journey.

As Mikhail loved to travel by the road than to ride a plane. He also wanted Belle to shoot some photos and make some memories with her during their travel.

"What are we going to do in country M?" she asked while piling her clothes to the suitcase.

"I'll have business to do there and I want you to see it too and share some ideas to me..." Mikhail explained.

"I'm not that very confident with my business skills..."she said humbly. Ever since she fell and the empire she painstakingly built fell, she lost her confidence in the business field. She would rather be shooting some photos than involve herself in that bloody world.

"I believe in you..." Mikhail said unhesitatingly. He believed in her capability. He knew that the woman before him lost all her will and drive in business but still, he believe that the woman will strike back and claim what belongs to her in the first place.

Hearing his words, she just smiled at him. That smile contains sadness and helplessness instead of purity which he first seen in her smile.

"Don't smile like that. I'd rather see you cry and be sad about it than to see that sad smile. Just be who you are. I'm still here for you no matter what you will do in the future." Mikhail said lovingly. The voice that carried some therapeutic essence which eased her worries inside.

She teared up a little and couldn't help but hug the man who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Why are you so good to me? I don't even deserve this..." she said while tearing up.

"You deserve this. I will be this good to you even if you turn bad." he said while wiping her tears away with his coarse thumb.

What he said made Belle speechless. She could not comprehend why the man would go such lengths to dote and pamper her. In the first place, their marriage is just contractual. . They had an agreement but along the way, she felt that the man had deviated from the original track.

The words he said were one of the sweetest which also made her blush.

He looked at her in the eyes and Belle felt that the man had a peek into her soul. She couldn't help but feel uneasy with his stare. His stare made her stiff and panic.

"What is it?" she asked while the throbbing of her heart getting more rapid.

The man didn't answer but he inched his face towards the woman to the point where their breaths entangled with each other.

Mikhail kissed her without any cue. His tongue explored the insides of her mouth. He loved her taste so much and each passing day made him more addicted to her.

The man only released her when she's almost out of breath. Her lips became pouty and red which again tempted Mikhail. The blush on her face made her more enchanting and alluring.

He wordlessly pulled Belle to the bed and pinned her down. He ravaged her lips once more. Their breathing became rapid and heavy and the atmoshpere became more sensual.

Mikhail became more brazen when Belle responded to his touches and even moaned.

His eyes flickered dangerously as he gazed down the woman who was underneath him. She's like a blooming flower waiting for him to be plucked.

He couldn't control his urges anymore as his kisses trailed down to her neck down to her collarbones which he sucked like savoring some kind of delicacy.

Belle only felt his hot lips trailing down below but she could not stop him as her body enjoyed his sensual pleasures.

She felt his hands roaming underneath her shirt and cupped her bossom and massaged it sensually.

She couldn't herself from moaning which drove the man above her mad.

"I want it..." he said with such a hoarse and deep voice as if controling something that's about to explode.

Belle felt she's been hypnotized by those golden orbs. She looked at them and couldn't help but reach out to his face and caressed it. The man grabbed her slender fingers and pinned it above her head before it reached his face.

Belle didn't know when was the time that the man undressed her thouroughly.

She shivered from his teasing as his fingers trailed down and found another place to play. She instinctively clamped her thighs together but it didn't hinder the man in doing as he pleased. Her face blushed and she bit her pouted lips for her not to moan.

"Don't hold it in... I want to hear you." he whispered to her ears.

His tongue played across her body as his fingers danced under. It made go blank and she felt the ecstacy of his pleasure.

The man was delighted upon seeing such sight.