Vincent's P.O.V
I still can't believe that I'm married to the most gorgeous and beautiful woman in this world. After giving her a house tour, I left her in our bedroom and told her to get some rest, as she badly needs it.
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Venessa's P.O.VI woke up by the sun hitting me directly in my eyes, making a groan escaped from my lips as I squinted my eyes together trying to block it when I suddenly heard soft snoring at my right side.I snapped my head toward
Venessa's P.O.VAfter getting introduced to Vincent's parents, Vincent escorted them to the guestroom to get some rest as they might be worn out from the long journey. While I waited patiently at the bottom of the stairs waiting for him as I wanted to ask him a few questions.Spotting me at the bottom of the stairs, he came down and stood in front of me. "Would you be going to work now?" I questioned him, which he hummed in response.“Oh, okay" I answered, realizing he’s probably already getting late and I don’t plan on wasting his time further."Do you want to talk?" He asked, taking my hand in his, making the butterflies in my stomach fly wildly."Yeah, but it's okay, I'll probably just wait for you tonight and we'll talk," I mumbled as I played with my knotted fingers."No! Tell me now, I got time, baby girl." He exclaimed, pulling me closer, but I only pushed his chest away gently as I could feel myself heat
Vincent's P.O.VLast night was the best sleep I had in a very long time, but when I opened my eyes in the morning, an empty and cold bed welcomed me, making me sit up straight, and frantically look around for her.
Vincent's P.O.VAs we reached the Russians warehouse, excitement ran through my entire body as finally tonight I could sleep more peacefully without waking up in the middle of the night thinking what if they abduct her right under my nose.Entering
Venessa's P.O.VA heavy arm draped on my waist woke me up, making me turn around, knowing all too well that it's Vincent.I caressed his face, feeling lucky that he's my husband, but as I recall our conversation yesterday, I can't help but feel a pang in my chest.
Six months later...Venessa's P.O.VIt's officially six months of my marriage with Vincent and life
Venessa's P.O.VReaching the table, I couldn't help but frown by looking at the sight in front of me.He didn't tell me he was bringing a friend along, a friend that looks so terrifying, but I shouldn't judge him by his looks, after all, there's a saying that never judges a book by its cover.
Venessa's P.O.VOpening my eyes, I couldn't help but wince by how my head is throbbing with pain. Sitting up, I look at my surroundings and feel my hands shake and my heart starts to pounder. I'm definitely not at mine and Vincent's room.