Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r N i n e t y - S i x

Y/n's POV:

Slowly, I was opening my eyes as a stray of light shined through the bed, forming those faint strains over our sheets,

I shift around and notice that Rafe's not here anymore, he must me downstairs by now...

Shuffling out of bed, I attire some socks from the drawer and trudge downstairs,

A scent of ubiquitous Americano fills the room,

Walking towards the kitchen, I finally get to see it, it's...humongous...

Kitchen Island in the middle, three-Matt lanterns above, as at the side, there's a fridge and stretched out counter that goes over the whole perimeter, this kitchen is massive-yet so meticulously thought through, marble, the surface beneath us is polished-oak,

Fridge is with two doors and polished-black...

The only light source is the sun from the outside that dissipates itself over the whole kitchen,

Eventually, I notice Rafe, sitting at the counter with a laptop in front of him, his eyes meet mine,

'Eat something.' He demands, indicating towards the food on the counter, pancakes, toppings for them, tea and waffles,

'Did you eat something?' I ask,

'Yes.' He answers,

'Did you order this?'

'Yeah, there's a chef downstairs, they managed.' Rafe responds, as he closes the laptop and awaits for me to sit down,

I do so, he pours tea in a white cup and stirs it for me,

Our eyes keep locking as a faint grin plays on his lips,

'I like it here, the view is lovely, and the furnishing...' I initiate,

'I'm glad...' He muses, sloping a smile,

I nod and begin to devour pancakes, I'm famished,

He sips his coffee, his eyes lingering slowly down my body and back up,

'Finish it.' He commands, indicating towards food, I can do that...

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'I'm full...' I mumble, not being able to eat anymore,

'Y/n...at least two more bites.'

'But-'

'Two more.'

I sigh and manage to consume two-final-sodding bites, as he smiles, leaning over, he brushes his thumb over my lips, licking it afterwards,

Whilst he places the dishes aside, I scan the flat, being able to see more than yesterday,

Another mantle-piece at the side, white-wispy sofas and a television,

Then there's a corridor, right before the stairs, as yesterday I faintly noticed a piano there, however I'm assured that there's more, since I saw several doors there,

Rafe stands behind me, tracing his hands down my waist, he leans over and plants a kiss on my neck,

'Let's go...I'll show you what's upstairs.' He conveys, holding my hand as he takes me up the stairs,

There's a loft that looks over the entire apartment once we've reached the top, as then there's a corridor on the right and on the left,

We start with the left one,

Door at the end of the hall opens to a massive office, panoramic window steeping over the whole purlieu, massive table with a black-leather chair,

Drawers and cupboards on the sides, as at the right side of the office, there's an arrangement of sofas with a counter and a bookshelf,

'Is this your office?' I ask as he nods,

'Yeah, only you are allowed here princess.' He smirks,

'Wow...' I mumble, 'it's spacious...' I comment,

'Come here.' He suggests, taking my hand, he takes me towards the door besides the office, it's another bathroom,

A huge one,

With a bathtub that has space for two of us, and another two of us duplicated and a shower,

The hues are beige, the shower has a black marble inside of it, as the water runs and cascades from the top of it,

There's also a sink with an oval-framed with ornaments mirror, cupboards at each side of it, as right next to the bathtub, there's window, looking over the whole of the city,

Finally, on the right side of the whole corridor, there was our bedroom that I've already seen, and that mysterious door inside of it-was in fact another bathroom, analogous to the one across the hall, however, it was more for organising our belongings in cupboards and vaster drawers,

I look at Rafe in awe,

'This apartment is...is fantastic.' I mutter,

'I'm glad you like it...'

'I love it, it's great.'

He smiles and wraps me in his arms,

'I have to go to the office, however the one in a different building, you're coming with me.' He informs as I nod,

'Sure...'

His palm caresses my cheek, his other hand resting on my waist...

My arms wrap around his back,

'I will fuck you in each corner of this apartment princess.' He straight-up says to what I smile,

'With pleasure.'

Partially, I am terrified, but my legs never really got any rest, so what did I expect...?

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