My darling Allyssa

Demons

*ALLYSSA*

After departing from the reception, we proceeded directly to the airport and boarded William's private jet. The seats were incredibly comfortable, and I slept soundly throughout the flight, wrapped in a soft blanket and lulled by the gentle hum of the engines.

Upon awakening a few minutes after landing, I was startled to find myself in William's strong arms. He had lifted me effortlessly from my seat and carried me down the steps of the plane and to the car.

"I presume you are well-rested," he remarked as he assisted me into the vehicle's backseat. The car was sleek and black, with tinted windows that shielded us from the bright Italian sun. After ensuring I was comfortable, he closed the door and joined me in the car.

"Where are we?" I ask.

"Italy, Salerno specifically Amalfi" He replies. I've always wanted to visit Italy but never found the time and finances to come here.

Although I am not fluent in Italian, I believe he instructed the driver to proceed. The streets were bustling with activity, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder as we passed by ancient ruins and grand palaces. William sat beside me, his attention turned to his phone.

"Thank you." I could tell by the look in his eyes that he understood exactly what I was referring to. William briefly looked up and commented, "Anyone with a sense of decency would have done the same." His words were laced with a hint of disappointment.

Upon our arrival at the hotel, the night had already fallen and the darkness had enveloped the surroundings. I was exhausted from the long journey and eagerly looked forward to getting out of this dress and getting into a comfortable bed to rest my weary body. However, to my dismay, I discovered that Brian had booked a suite for us with one bed.

As the luggage was brought in, I remained silent, taking in the surroundings of the room. The walls were painted a soft shade of blue, and the curtains were drawn, casting a warm glow across the space. I turned to, William, and suggested, "I can take the couch, and you can take the bed, no problem."

William's expression shifted to one of disbelief. He began to argue with me, insisting that he should take the couch instead. We went back and forth, debating the merits of each sleeping arrangement until William finally relented. "I'll take the couch," he said, "and you can sleep on the bed. End of discussion ."

Feeling completely drained, I didn't have the energy to put up much of a fight. Instead, I decided to take a shower to wash away the day's stress. After my refreshing shower, I slipped into my silk shorts and top, feeling the soft fabric against my skin. I graciously allowed William to use the bathroom while I ate my meal, not wanting to cause any unnecessary run-ins.

Once I finished my meal, I decided to check up on my friends. I FaceTimed Ava, Akira, Ambi, and Hannah, letting them know that everything was alright. It was important to me that they knew I was safe and sound.

I figure he was done using the bathroom and even if he wasn't the bathroom was so huge it could fit half a dozen people.

My gaze was immediately drawn to the sight in front of me. There stood my husband, draped in a pristine white towel, his broad shoulders and chiselled abs on full display. The towel was wrapped around his waist, revealing just enough to leave me wanting more. I couldn't help but feel my mouth grow dry as I took in the sight of his perfectly sculpted physique.

As I watched him, I noticed that there weren't any tattoos on his body, just smooth and unblemished skin. His skin glistened with moisture from the shower, and I could see the droplets of water slowly making their way down his chest, following the contours of his muscles until they reached his V-line.