A TWIST OF FATE || Rewriting

Ch. 30 || Waterfall 🌶️

Damien 🥀

The deep vibrational sound of my grey Harley Davidson rattled through my bones and echoed in the air as I pulled in porte-cochère, next to a woman who dramatically dropped her jaw and stared at me with wide eyes. 

My heart warmed when I glanced at her.

My wife looked back and forth around her as if searching for something. She could barely move her hips, as they are definitely in pain now. I like it.

"What are you looking for?" I asked, running a hand through my hair. 

"I'm looking for my husband. Have you seen him ?" She replied. Looking back at my white casual shirt which is half unbuttoned, tousled hair and black goggles. 

"Give me a chance to steal you from him." I say, offering her to sit.

She wore a long white sleeveless sundress. She'll be comfortable on my motorcycle. 

"Sh." She placed her index finger on her lips. "He is really scary, if he heard you, you are fucked up." 

A smile spreads across my lips and I chuckle. Looking at her with an impression and pride.

"God, I'm actually questioning my eyesight." She says Staring at me with surprise. 

"Tell your husband I'm kidnaping you." I raised an eyebrow as a gesture of offering her to sit on the motorcycle.

"Sure." Her smile made my heart flutter. It intensified more when she sat in the back, so close to me but keeping her hands away from holding on to me. 

Through the mirror, I see her hesitating to hold on to me.

"If you don't wrap your hands around me in the next two seconds, I'll make you sit on my lap instead." I warned and she immediately wrapped her arms around my waist with a gasp. 

"Good girl." I say with a smug smirk.

I pulled out of the villa and rode wildly through the mountains. The Greenery is a blanket on the earth. The air is chilling but fresh. The ocean to the other side sang the song of love as we rode the highway in the mountain.

My wife held more tight on me and rested her chin on my shoulder from back. I can feel her smile against my skin. I took her hand and planted a kiss on the back of it. 

"This is so beautiful. It feels like a dream." Zaria squealed, enjoying the moment.

"It isn't a dream, baby girl." I say. 

I want to live every goddamn moment of my life with this woman. She isn't my love. She is my peace, a song that guides me through chaos. She is the flower blooming on my barren land and I want to pluck this flower from herself and keep it safe in my new found heart.

We pulled up on a small bridge by the waterfall, half of the water flowing over it. A white, frothy cascade of water fell into a plunge pool. Trees clung on the cliffs, so are the massive stones in the pool covered in moss. Birds and butterflies flew all around, Misty scent of the wet soil travelled in the air. 

"Woah" Zaria said with rapt fascination.

"What part of the world you brought me to ?" She squealed as she rushed across the bridge.