The morning had utterly delightful start. If I overlook sleepless night and night-terrors, I am in a very good mood. I have felt like this years ago.
I had productive 3 hours long workout and pilates session, then long and mellow bubble bath followed. I finished reading the novel, which I began a few days ago, while relaxing in the bath.
My brown, long hair was straightened and I brushed it once more before moving onto my makeup, keeping it light again, slowly getting used to the natural and airy style. I applied a little bit of foundation, eyeshadow, highlighter and a tiny bit of bronzer to sculpt my face. I added lip balm, leaving colourful lipsticks for some other day; my lips are naturally very rosy.
I put on black leggings and fluffy, cropped, high-end sweater, pairing it all with stylish, black trainers. I added jewellery to go with the look and quickly sprayed my perfume on my neck before taking black, small, lavish backpack for the day, filling it with my necessities: phone, mints and extra minty gum, hand sanitiser, hand cream, wet wipes, portable charger, card holder, wallet in case I need cash, headphones, mini makeup bag, hairbrush and scrunchie.
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My SPA appointments got cancelled because of some technical issues and it should have annoyed me, but I couldn't care less about it today because I am in oddly delightful mood: yes, I wouldn't mind a few hours of peaceful sleep, taste of which I got the night before, but I am very hyper, calm and actually optimistic about the upcoming day.
I eagerly took my phone and headed downstairs, feeling smile creep upon me at the sight of the gorgeous flowers that he gave me last night. Bloody hell, I feel like a child in a candy shop.
Just as I walked in the kitchen, I heard car driving up. I paid it no mind, knowing that guards won't let some bastard get inside. It might be Zachary - I need him to get me a few reports. Or it can be Aron or Rosalind, who check on me almost every single day. The front door is opened because the guards are on watch 24/7 without fail, keeping security tight and alert. And if someone managed to get it, I have gun in my nightstand and knives are hidden in spots only I am aware about. Like cherry on top, I am good at hand to hand combat and know how to box - I am not damsel in distress.
I made myself strawberry tea and set 1 apple with cinnamon to bake, knowing that if I won't eat on my own, Hernández will feed me 5 times that portion.
As I reached for a mug, liking my morning tea is a nice, big quantity, I felt pair of arms wrap around my waist from behind - pair of muscular, strong, powerful arms. My body is comfortable with his touch, presence, aura and I don't jolt at such unexpected, yet very nice action. Be it anyone else, though, I would hit them hard for crossing my boundaries.
"Good morning, princesa."- spoke warmly Gabriel, his velvety voice sounding smokier, deeper, more tantalising and more sensual.
"Good morning, Gabe."- I replied softly as he turned me around, keeping me in his strong, inked arms.
