[Seventy-Six]

|Chapter 76|

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𝗩𝗼𝗿𝗳𝗿𝗲𝘂𝗱𝗲

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗎𝗅, 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌.

"How are you guys doing?" I ask Elvira as we're on FaceTime. "When I left you were mad at him."

"We're doing amazing," she blushes. "This is the most time I've spent with him since we've been together and I'm so happy. But he looks even more excited than I am."

"I love that for you guys. And I'm glad Emilian isn't being a grumpy butt about your relationship anymore," I say.

"Yes, thank God. He actually surprised me."

I giggle, "When are you guys coming here? I love your brother but I would love to spend time with someone other than him."

"I was thinking Saturday. Liam has a few things to do before we can leave."

"Oh, that's not too long. I can wait 4 days."

"I can't," she sighs. I desperately need a vacation."

"Oh my gosh, same. I can't wait until Seb has a bit of time off."

"Baby, I know you're chatting but I need the document I just sent edited by 3," Emilian speaks from the office door.

I roll my eyes frustratingly, "Work is calling, Elvira. I will talk to you later. Byeee."

"Ok, bye," she waves and hands up.

"Did everything with the client go well?" I ask him. We're at the same restaurant that he introduced me to a few weeks ago. His client supplies to this location and I'm in his office, while they chat elsewhere.

"Yeah, but we still have to go over a few things," he walks over to me. "I'm sorry this is taking so long." He leans down and kisses my cheek.

"It's fine. I got to eat delicious food and relax."

"Good."

"Come here, I saved you some."

"Baby, I can't eat right now."

"I don't care. Just take three bites."

He leans down, taking a bite of the wrap and he immediately lets out a moan, "That's good as hell." He yucks the whole thing out of my hand. "I have to tip my chef extra for this."

I roll my eyes, "I agree but who gave you their food?"

"Thank you, love." He smiles and tries to kiss me but I put my hand on his face.

"Go eat and finish your meeting, so we can go home."

"Home? Our day isn't done yet."

"What else did you have planned?"

"Um, well... never mind. We can go home and watch Grey's or something."

I grin, "No, no, I want to do whatever you had planned."

"It's two separate things and I don't think we'll have time. Plus, you're probably tired."

"Seb, we're going," I say seriously.

He sighs, "Alright, just give me about 15 minutes and you can edit that document later."

"I'll see how much I can do now. Is it a contract?"

"Yes."

"Good, I'll send it to Isa," I say as I open my email.

"No, because it's confidential and I only trust you with it."

"Well, special requests require time," I tell him truthfully. "I'll have it for you by tomorrow, Sir," I look up at him.

He turns away and says, "At ten a.m. and no later, please."

"Yes, Sir."

"Elara," he pauses at the door.

"Yes, baby?" I ask innocently.

"Never mind. I'll see you in 15 to 20 minutes."

"Okay."

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"This is our first stop," he opens my door and helps me out.

"Um... a spa?" I ask unsure.

"Yes ma'am," he locks the door and takes my hand.

"Are we getting mani-pedis together?" I ask excitedly.

"Mhm."

"Yay!"

"We're getting massages first though," he informs me.

"Hell no," I stop and fold my arms.

"What? I thought you liked getting massaged. They usually help you feel relaxed don't they?"

"I do, but only by you. Plus, I'm not letting a random person touch my man."

He chuckles and pulls me into him by my waist.

"Baby, I'm serious," I whine.

"I know," he bites his lips. "You can give me that massage when we get home then," he pecks my lips.

"Gladly," I pull him towards the entrance. "Let's go because I know what mood you're in and now is not the time."

"Once you know," he says lowly and grips my waist.

We enter the establishment and the atmosphere is very zen and calming. It is also empty and I am not surprised because my man is extra as hell for no reason.

"Good evening! Mr. and Mrs. Moldovan?" a short brunette woman greets us as she eyes him down.

"Yes," Emilian answers.

"Alright! My name is Sophia and I'll be taking care of you this evening. Follow me this way to the spa."

"Oh, we're not doing the massages anymore. Just the mani-pedi and she wants her nails painted."

A scowl appears on her face but she quickly replaces it with a smile, "Are you sure? The massage is the best part of the package, and you already paid."

"I said what I said," he responds. This woman is testing me but I'll keep my mouth shut. "Also, can we get someone else to assist us?"

"Sure!" she says with enthusiasm but it's clear she's quite disappointed.

She then introduces us to a cute Asian woman named Akira, who looks to be in her 50s, and another white woman named Bella, who looks about 30.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Moldovan," she greets us. "Let's get started."

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We left the spa place about ten minutes ago and I'm in love with my nails. He chose the color red and I picked the design. I love it because it's simple and cute.

"Baby."

"Yes, my love?"

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"I love you," I say with the widest grin.

He chuckles, "I love you too, baby." He glances at me, "It's good to see that beautiful smile on your face."

"I'm smiling because you make me happy and it's not even because of you treating me to an amazing day."

"It isn't?" a small smirk appears on his face.

"Don't do that," I hit his arm playfully.

"Tell me what makes you happy, baby."

"I'm happy when my man is with me and I get to spend quality time with him. Going to the gym, cooking, shopping, and watching movies together are things I value the most."

"I could tell you what makes me happy but I'll save that for a later date."

"Yes, please because I know I'd only end up crying in this car," I giggle.

"Do you want dessert?"

"Yes, please."

"Good because I have the perfect place."

"What? Another one of your restaurants?" I ask because this man basically owns New York.

"Yup."

"Baby, you don't need to impress me," I giggle. He knows damn well why he introduces me to all of his businesses.

"What do you mean? I'm just showing you how successful we are," he says innocently shrugging.

"You're unbelievable," I kiss his cheek. "I want something sweet but savory."

"Like me?"

I blush, "Something like that."

"Relax," he chuckles and squeezes my thigh.

"You're not making anything better," I remove his hand and interlock our fingers.

"My bad," he apologizes.

"It's fine, just stop being so handsome."

"Baby, anything I do is sexy to you."

"Yes, and that's your fault," I stick my tongue out.

Minutes later, the car finally comes to a stop in front of an art place. "Welcome to our second stop, baby."

"This is lovely, Seb." I admire the building with the beautiful abstract paintings along the length of it.

"Thank you. Lips." I turn to him and he pulls me towards him by my chin. I peck his lips and quickly pull away.

"Let's go, I really want wanna try a few desserts," I tell him as I step out of the car.

He groans, "Love, come here."

"I'm only giving you air kisses until you sort your little situation out."

"Not little, but I understand."

I roll my eyes, "You know what I meant, Emilian." He leans over to me, adjusting his pants and I laugh. "You look pretty uncomfortable there," I tell him.

I need to shut up though because I already made an underwear change for the day when I was in his office, but he doesn't need to know that.

"No dessert for you," he whispers in my ear, then walks ahead of me.

"No! Lovey, I'm joking," I pout and now he's laughing.

"You should have thought of that before laughing at my misery."

"Whatever," I fold my arms and roll my eyes. He knows he's still going to buy me whatever I want.

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It turns out he booked us a painting session. We've done having fun and painting 20 minutes ago. We attempted to paint one another but didn't go so well. We'll keep them for memories though.

Now, we're in his restaurant munching on these delicious waffle cones which have strawberries and ice cream.

"This is much better than I expected," I tell him.

"I told you. And we could've shared two different flavors."

"Shut up," I push his arm playfully.

He chuckles, "You're always trying to be like me, huh?"

I roll my eyes and blush, "I think I'm full, Seb."

"Love, you barely ate anything."

"I ate enough," I fold my arms. "I need a massage and a nap.

He kisses my cheek, "Alright, let's go home then."

"I want mozzarella sticks to go pleaseee," I tell him.

"I'll have them delivered because I don't want to wait any longer."

"I want kisses too," I pout.

"You want a lot of things right now," he smiles sweetly. "But you're sleepy and I'm going to get you home."

"Ugh, fine."

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"Are you staying home tomorrow?" I ask as I caress his face. We're lying in bed, cuddling and talking after a long nap.

"Yes."

"Really?" I smile.

"Mhm. Only for tomorrow though," he sighs. If I could stay home every day, I would."

"I know."

"I just have a difficult lifestyle that I need to make changes to very soon."

"Why?" I ask out of genuine curiosity. "I think we're adjusting to this lifestyle just fine."

"I hate seeing my babygirl upset. I hate seeing the look on your face every time I leave you. And don't say it's fine because I'd be pissed too."

"You're right, it does piss me off."

"Also, I want a family soon. I'm getting old and I really want mini versions of us running around the house."

"Awwww, I could totally imagine that. And baby, you're not that old."

"Elara, I'm almost 40. I need to fill you with my sperm before I can't produce them anymore."

"Baby!" I gasp and burst out laughing.

"What?" he asks innocently. "I'm being honest."

"You have absolutely no censor and I love it. But you know what has to happen before any of that"

His hands move down to my butt and he says, "All I'm going to say is that we'll have a little one by next year."

"I'm looking forward to it then," I bite my bottom lip. His eyes flicker from my eyes to my lips.

"I'm going to have a quick meeting with Lucian," he begins to move.

I immediately climb on top of him and wrap my arms around his neck, laying my head on his bare chest.

"Elara."

"Yes, lovey?" I ask innocently.

He sighs and massages my thigh. "It's a quick meeting on the phone."

"He can wait. I want to cuddle with my man."

I look up to see him smirking, "And I'm the clingy one?"

"I don't see any attempt to remove me so, shut up." I lay back down.

"You have me wrapped around your finger, woman. Imagine how I'd be with our kids," he tells me.

"Imagine if we had all girls. That would be insane."

"I would go crazy. You already cause me enough stress."

"Whatever," I giggle. "If we had all boys, I just know I would be hella stressed too, so I hope it's equal."

"Do you have any names in mind?" he asks me.

"Nope, but their names will definitely have to start with an E."

"Oh, 100%," he nods his head.

"I think you should name the girls and I name the boys," I suggest.

"The fact that you trust me with that is insane but I won't disappoint. They all have to be Romanian names though."

"I don't mind. I think that's a great idea."

"Mhm," he pecks my neck. "Lips." I lean in pressing my lips onto his soft lips. His tongue sneakily slips into my mouth and I gladly accept it. I allow his tongue to wrestle with mine and his hands move down to my butt, squeezing it.

I allow his tongue to explore my mouth for a bit more and I moan loudly which causes him to tightly grip my waist. Moving away, I bite his bottom lip and suck on it which causes a deep chuckle to escape his lips. "I think it's your turn to behave, love."

"Maybe you should go to that meeting you were talking about," I look away blushing.

"I will and make sure when I'm back, I see a piece of underwear in my dresser."

I gasp, "So you're the reason my favorite panties go missing?"

He climbs out of bed smirking, "Just make sure it's in there." He closes the door behind him.

I lie back in bed and think to myself. I'm dating a panty stealer.

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