CHAPTER 100
Mark's POV
We were already on the way to take the plane that will take us to Rome, Italy for our honeymoon after saying our goodbyes to Alex, Rosy, Mary and Nick who were also going to different countries for their honeymoon as well.
Alex picked Paris, France while Nick had to pick Tokyo, Japan where Mary had always wanted to go since childhood.
I had always wanted to pick Paris since it's the city of romance but since my love already picked Rome, Italy which wasn't a bad idea, I had no choice but to grant her wishes.
I did my findings of the best hostels in Rome and had them decorate the room for us which I am sure she will love when she sees it.
"Hubby." I grumbled opening her eyes while I kept stroking her hair softly.
"What's wrong, my love?" I asked as she got off my lap.
"The baby is hungry."She pouted her mouth making her look cute like a baby.
"What would you like to eat, my love?" I inquired, pulling her to my body.
"I don't know but the baby wants something spicy and delicious." She explained.
Sometimes I wonder how pregnant women get to communicate with the baby in their womb on the choice of food to eat.
"Alright. You will get to eat whatever you want on the plane. We're almost there, okay?"
"Okay." She mouthed, resting her head on my shoulders.
Not quite long, we arrived where the plane was waiting for us and got inside without wasting time.
"Come sit beside me, baby." I urged her right next to me and instructed one of the stewardesses to get her something to eat before the plane took off.
Few minutes later, the stewardess came back with some chicken wings and pasta which she ate to her satisfaction before drifting off to sleep in my arms.
Casabella's POV
"Wake up, honey. We have just arrived in Rome." I heard Mark's soft voice whispering in my ear.
"But I'm so sleepy." I murmured, slowly opening my eyes to find him staring at me.
"I'm sorry for waking you up but we have to go now. You can sleep in the car if you want." He stated and picked me up in a bridal way which made me rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.
"You're so heavy, Mrs Clinton." He grumbled, making me open my eyes instantly.
"Are you saying I'm fat and you don't like it?" I questioned, and at the edge of breaking down.
"I knew you were going to react to the words and the sleep was going to wear off from your face."
"You're so mean hubby." I mumbled.
"I was just kidding, my love and even if you were fat, I would still love you the same." He laughed.
"I hate you, Mr Clinton." I screamed in his face.
"And I love you too, my queen." He chuckled and slowly dropped me on the floor to get inside the car.
I got into the car before he joined in shortly with a smile on his face.
"Why are you smiling?" I frowned with my hands folded.
"Do you know you look super sexy when you're angry, Mrs Clinton. You really look just like me when I am also angry." He expressed, laughing out.
I've had enough of his taunting.
"I've had enough of you taunting me. To be frank, would you still love me the same once I get fat?"
"Of course, my queen. You're my wife and not even your appearance can change the way I love you." He poured out, holding my hands.
"Awww.... you're making me feel really shy." I confessed, hiding my face on his chest.
"Look at me, Mrs Clinton. There's nothing to be shy about when you're with me." He explained, pulling my face up to meet with his pair of almond eyes.
"I love you and will forever do." He added and slowly captured my lips in his.
***
"Welcome to Hotel Hassler, Mr and Mrs Clinton. It's such a great honour to have one of the successful business tycoons in the world in our hotel." A short middle aged man who looks like the manager welcomed us with a warm smile.
"Thank you." Mark answered while I kept staring at how beautiful the hotel looks.
"I made sure the room was specially taken care of to your taste. I'll have two of the staff to show you to the room." He stated and called two female staff who greeted us politely.
We took the elevator to the tenth floor and stopped at room 202 as one of the ladies inserted the keys but didn't open the door.
"Enjoy your stay sir and Madam." They both said in unison.
"Thank you." Mark replied with a smile.
"You're welcome sir." They choired and walked away.
The moment the ladies left, he urged me to open the door myself which got me curious.
I opened the door and the strong scent of rose petals hit through my nostril as I stepped inside fully to see the beautiful decoration on the bed which took my breath for a second.
"Wow!" I exclaimed, walking fully inside the room.
The rose petals were decorated in a love shape on the bed and there were a lot of candle lights all over and a dinner table with cake and wine for us.
"This is really beautiful. How did they get to know we just got married?" I mouthed as I felt Mark's warm arms around my waist.
"Do you like it, my love?" He asked in a husky voice.
"Yes, I really love it. I can't believe you had them do all these."
"Well, I did and it's just only for you."
"I do love everything. It's really nice and a beautiful sight to always remember." I smiled.
"I'm glad you love it." He whispered to my ear and turned me to face him while I placed my arms around his neck.
"You really are so sweet that's why I married you."
"Isn't there something more than sweet?"
"Like what? Do you mean handsome, manly and all that?"
"Yes, wifey. Didn't you marry me for my looks?
"Well, I didn't marry you just for your looks only but for your kind and loving nature."
"Indeed, you're my soulmate. I'm really lucky to have you as my life partner."
"Me too, hubby. I'm blessed to have you as my husband." I responded, staring closely at his lips before capturing his lips with mine.
**
Gosh! Which one of the lingeries am I going to wear? I've never been more confused on what to wear but right now, I don't know which one my husband will love to see on me.
I settled for the red one and put it aside before bringing out my bath kits and set to work.
Today is really a special night for me and Mark and I want to make the best moment of it.
I made sure every part of my body was clean before drying myself up.
I dried and made sure my hair was well styled in a sexy way before putting on the lingerie.
After checking my reflection in the mirror one last time, I walked out of the bathroom to find Mark already on the bed with only his shorts on.
"What in heaven's world am I seeing!!!" He blurted with wild eyes.
"Do you like what you see, hubby?" I asked, in a sexy tone.
"I totally love it, baby. My man down here is already hard already." He confessed which made me laugh.
"Oh really?" I inquired, walking gradually to the bed.
"Is this one of your tricks, Mrs Clinton?"
"Come on darling. Can't I look this good for you on our wedding night?" I bite my lips getting on the bed.
"Well, I didn't really mean it that way. You're so captivating, my love." He admitted, grabbing my ass with his hands.
"Tonight is going to be a great night for the both of us and I want to make the best of it for us." I got on his lap playing with his chest while his hands were still around my ass.
"You're really great, Mrs Clinton."
"So are you, Mr Clinton. Shall we get down to business. We've got a lot to do tonight."
"I really married the right woman after all." He smiled and rested his back on the bed.
"I'm only the right woman for you." I started, smoothing his bare chest before moving down to his shorts.
I held on to his hardened man, smoothing it through the shorts as he grunted out.
After a short while, I pulled his shorts down as his dick dinged out standing straight and hard.
I pulled away from him and took off the lingerie and changed my position.
My ass was right in his face while my face was staring right at his hardened dick before capturing it into my wet mouth giving him the best blow job ever.
