Amore mio 2

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Martina's P.O.V.

Nestled amidst the serene ambience of Oxford, this stunning villa stood as a beacon of elegance and comfort. 

As you stepped through its grand entrance, you were immediately greeted by a spaciousness and light permeating every corner. The delicate palette of ivory hues and rich, nearly black wood accents adorned the interior, casting a warm glow that invited you to unwind.

The living spaces were designed with meticulous attention to detail, offering a seamless fusion of luxury and functionality. Expansive windows allowed natural light to flood in, illuminating the rooms and accentuating the airy feel of the villa. Plush furnishings beckoned you to sink into their embrace, while subtle touches of lavishness, from expensive fabrics to intricate artwork, added a sense of grandeur.

Every room exuded its own unique charm, from the cosy reading nook bathed in sunlight to the sumptuous bedrooms adorned with soft linens and plush pillows. The scent of vanilla lingered in the air, infusing each breath with a sense of tranquillity and comfort.

Outside, manicured gardens stretched out in all directions, offering a tranquil retreat where you could bask in the beauty of nature or entertain guests in style. A sparkling pool glistened in the sunlight, beckoning you to take a refreshing dip, while lush greenery provides a sense of privacy and seclusion.

In this exquisite villa, every detail had been carefully curated to create a sanctuary of luxury and sophistication. It was a place where you could escape the hustle and bustle of everyday life and immerse yourself in a world of unparalleled comfort and beauty.

And this was our home for the next 5 years.

As Nic and I stepped into our new villa in Oxford, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement mingled with a hint of nervousness. We had spent months dreaming about this moment, and now that it was finally here, the reality was even more exhilarating than I had imagined.

The first few days were a whirlwind of activity as we unpacked boxes, suitcases, and bags, transforming the once-empty rooms into our little sanctuary. Nicolas tackled the heavy lifting, while I focused on arranging our belongings with care, ensuring that everything had its rightful place.

As the days passed, the villa began to take on a life of its own, infused with the warmth and personality of our shared experiences. The closets, once empty, were now filled with our clothes, each garment a reflection of our individual styles and tastes. The bookshelves, too, were brimming with our favourite titles, a testament to our shared love of literature.

But it was the small details that truly made this place feel like home. My favourite scented candles cast a soft glow in the evenings, filling the air with their comforting fragrance. Framed pictures adorned the walls, capturing precious moments from our past adventures. And fresh flowers graced the vases, adding a touch of beauty and freshness to every room.

As we settled into our new surroundings, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. This villa was more than just a house; it was our haven, a place where we felt safe, happy, and deeply connected to each other. 

And as we embarked on this new chapter of our lives together, I knew that there was nowhere else I would rather be.

"I cannot believe we are here."- I whispered with a smile that bloomed when Nic wrapped his muscular arms around my waist from behind, tucking me into his embrace. 

His touch, solid and reassuring, made the reality of our new home sink in even deeper.

"I am rather nervous, but I wouldn't change a thing. I am glad I am here with you. I want this only with you."- my beloved young man confessed sincerely, his words setting my heart aflutter. The vulnerability in his voice only deepened the connection between us.

"I am happy I am here with you too, mio biscottino."- I admitted profoundly, turning around in his warm embrace to face him. 

His presence filled me with a sense of security and comfort that I knew I could find nowhere else.

"You are the only one I want to do this with."-  I spoke softly, wrapping my arms around his neck, our foreheads leaning together in an intimate moment.

In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of his embrace, I knew that together, we could conquer anything.

Leaving our families was difficult for both of us. We were very emotional at our cores, so leaving our homes - the places we loved more than any other - was a hurdle we faced with great difficulty. 

Without our parents' support, we doubted we could have taken this leap.

Our parents flew to the UK with us, drove us to Oxford, and stayed with us until we found our footing and felt ready to begin this chapter on our own. 

Having my mamma and papà here with me meant everything to me. 

Having my mamma and papà beside me gave me the strength and reassurance I needed to take this step forward into Nic and my future together.

"I love you, amina mia."- Nic's warm, minty breath brushed against my lips as he whispered those cherished words, his touch like a feather as he cradled my cheek and traced gentle circles with his thumb, sending shivers of affection through me.

"I love you very much, mio biscottino."- I whispered back, my voice filled with love, and wrapped my arms around him, needing him closer.

His lips met mine in a kiss filled with care and adoration, each movement deliberate and filled with the depth of his feelings. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us lost in the sweetness of our gentle love.

Nicolas's P.O.V.

As I gazed into the unknown future ahead, uncertainty lingered like a shadow, but amidst it all, one thing remained steadfast in my heart: my unwavering commitment to Tini. 

She was my soulmate, my partner in every sense of the word, and I knew deep within me that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would weather them together, stronger and more resilient.

In the cosy living room of our new villa, my girl's favourite movie played on the large TV screen, casting a soft glow across the room. The remnants of our first homemade dinner in our new home lay scattered on the coffee table, empty plates neatly arranged, a testament to the warmth and comfort of our shared moments.

As we sat on the sofa, cocooned beneath a plush white blanket, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us wrapped in our little universe. 

A sense of contentment washed over me as Tini snuggled closer, resting her head on my chest. With a tender smile, I gently lifted her slender legs, cradling them against my hips before enfolding her in my embrace. Her face lit up with joy and she settled onto my lap, finding solace and warmth in the safety of my arms.

Together, we were invincible, ready to face whatever challenges the future may bring, knowing that as long as we had each other, we could conquer anything.