33.Be careful what you wish for, Wife

Briella opened her phone, which had been turned off for a few days. It was one of the agreements she and Braun had made so she wouldn't get distracted from her work. She received successive messages from Xander, causing her to raise an eyebrow and furrow her brow because she couldn't understand what he was saying, and she only received a short message from Braun. She smiled as she read it. 'Hi, wife, I hope you're okay. I missed you and see you soon. I love you. :-*" She was about to dial his number when he beat her to call. She quickly answered and made sure her room door was locked. 'Good morning," she greeted him sweetly. She heard nothing on the other end, thinking he had hung up on her, but when she checked, she saw he was still on the line. 'Braun, what happened to you? Why don't you want to speak?" she asked, puzzled. She heard him take a deep breath. 'I just want to listen to your voice. I waited for your call for five days to hear your voice." She bit her lip and restrained herself from smiling. You're making me blush again! 'You really waited, even though you knew I couldn't call and my phone was off?" she raised her eyebrow at her husband. 'Yep, just hoping for a miracle to hear your voice in my prayers every night," he replied. She couldn't help but laugh. Her whole body was filled with excitement, and even the butterflies in her stomach started to flutter. 'I missed you, wife. What time will you be home?" he asked. 'How did you know we're going home? I haven't said anything yet," she said. 'I'm talking to you. That means your shoot is over," he replied. 'And you're coming home to me." She bit her lower lip and lay back on the bed. She fell silent for a moment, an idea entering her mind, unsure if he would agree to what she wanted. 'What's the matter? Why did you suddenly go quiet?" he asked. 'Um, I want to tell you something..." she hesitated. 'What is it?" 'I know it sounds crazy, but can you come and pick me up?" she asked him. 'Okay, I'll be there in any minute," he quickly replied. Her eyes widened in disbelief that he would really come to pick her up. 'Meet me at the airport in twenty minutes," he added. 'Is that okay with you?" she asked. 'You're my Queen, of course, it's fine. The King always follows what the Queen wants," he replied. 'Pack your things, and you can leave Chelsey—" 'Hey," she immediately scolded him for his last remark. 'You know I can't do that." She heard him take a deep breath, seeming to have no choice but to go along with what she wanted. It seemed Braun still wasn't okay with what Chelsey had done. 'Okay, take her with you," he said. After thanking him, she said goodbye to him to inform Chelsey. She walked towards the door and turned it, raising her eyebrows, when she saw Chelsey outside her door holding an empty glass pressed against one of her ears. 'What are you doing? Are you eavesdropping on other people's conversations?" she asked with questioning eyes. Chelsey quickly hid the glass behind her back. 'I saw a cockroach enter your door. I was going to catch it with the glass I'm holding, but it was too fast!" she lied and retreated away from her with a grin. She shook her head and raised her eyebrows. If she hadn't known Chelsey as a friend, she might have disappeared faster than lightning from her sight. 'Never mind, pack your things. We'll be leaving within twenty minutes," she said, turning away. 'Huh? Didn't Miss Janice say we're leaving this afternoon because there's still a feast?" she said. 'We'll be leaving. I'll explain to Janice," she said and went back into her room. She picked up her phone again and left her room. She caught Chelsey hurrying out of her room and going downstairs. 'I'm just getting water from the kitchen. That's why I brought a glass!" she quickly explained to her. She followed her downstairs, needing to say goodbye to Janice, hoping she wouldn't ask anything. She saw her talking to the Director and Photographer in the living room. 'Uhm, I don't want to be rude, but can I talk to Janice? It'll only take a moment," she politely asked her companions. They looked puzzled, and she invited Janice outside the cottage. 'Is there a problem, Briella?" Janice asked as soon as they were alone. She shook her head. 'I just wanted to say goodbye because my Manager and I are leaving now," she replied. 'Oh? Won't you wait for lunch?" Janice asked, surprised. 'I would love to, but someone is waiting for me at the airport," she explained. Hopefully, she wouldn't ask who that was. She saw Janice suppress a smile, but she ignored it. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to inform her that she's taken now. 'Alright, I won't ask any further, but can you say goodbye to the staff? They're hoping you'll join them for lunch," she said with a smile. 'I'll explain to them." She smiled politely and thanked her. She was surprised when Janice hugged her tightly and thanked her as well. Then they went back inside, and Janice gathered the staff for her to bid goodbye. As expected, some asked questions, but Janice didn't let her answer them and explained herself. After bidding farewell to them, she wasted no time. She took a quick shower and dressed in simple clothes. The simpler her outfit, the less noticeable she would be to people. Janice offered to accompany them to the airport to save them the hassle of finding a ride. Benguet Airport wasn't far from their cottage, so they arrived there in less than thirty minutes. 'Thank you, Janice," she said, hugging the woman beside her in front of the car. 'Take care, and I'll call you when we're back in Manila. After that, we'll discuss your Press Con and the magazine launch. If I'm not mistaken, it will be out after two weeks," she said. She nodded and put on her black cap and tinted sunglasses so she wouldn't attract attention. 'Thank you, Miss Janice! Take care of yourself while driving," Chelsey said and followed her out of the car. As they were about to enter the airport, they were greeted by Luigi. He was dressed casually, and it was the first time she had seen him like that. 'Madam, this way, please," he greeted her and led them to the private area of the airport, taking her suitcase. 'Psst! Maybe you also want to help me!" Chelsey complained, referring to the two suitcases she was pulling. 'Mr. President explicitly said that I will only assist Madam," Luigi replied, giving Chelsey a slight glance. Chelsey pouted and stopped walking, causing them to stop as well. 'Briella, could you maybe help me? It's not easy pulling two suitcases and a heavy backpack!" Chelsey pleaded. She reluctantly approached her and took one of the large suitcases. 'Thank you!" Chelsey said with a smile. Luigi quickly took the suitcase she was holding, and Chelsey immediately placed her backpack on top of the briefcase Luigi was carrying. 'Ah, thank you! My life just got lighter. Thank you, Briella, you're so kind," she said, patting her on the shoulder and walking ahead with Luigi. She saw Luigi's jaw drop and his inability to hide his expression. She wanted to laugh at the brewing teasing between the two and thought their banter would get worse in the coming days. **** When they arrived inside Braun's private plane, Luigi immediately pointed her towards the closed cabin room where her husband was waiting for her. Meanwhile, Chelsey remained outside with the seats. She took a deep breath, trying not to show her excitement as she opened the cabin door. Upon entering, she saw him sitting at the table, looking at her. He stood up and approached her, enveloping her in a tight embrace. 'I'm glad to see you again, wife. You don't know how much I miss you," Braun said, kissing her on the forehead. She closed the door behind her, knowing that Chelsey could see them, and she was sure Chelsey's jaw dropped because it was the first time she would see and hear Braun's affectionate voice when he was with her. As she lifted her face, his lips met hers immediately. She gasped and held onto his hand on her shoulder. She reciprocated the same level of longing in his kiss, unsure of how long it lasted, but they had to part momentarily to catch their breath. 'Are you okay, wife?" he asked her, their foreheads touching, their noses touching. She leaned her face into his hand that cupped her cheek. 'I missed you, President Braun," she said, closing her eyes to feel his warm hand stroking her skin. I'm already home. He kissed her lips again before guiding her to the seat where he was earlier. In just a few moments, they heard the pilot's announcement. He helped her fasten her seatbelt before sitting next to her, securing his seatbelt. She leaned her head on his shoulder, and he immediately wrapped his arm around her, leaning her into his sturdy chest. 'Are you okay, wife?" he asked again. She chuckled softly, resting her hands on his waist. 'I'm perfectly fine, and they took care of me," she replied. 'Good," he said. 'Can we stay like this for a while? I just want to rest properly," she said. 'I'll wake you up when we arrive in Manila," he said. He took off his leather jacket and draped it over her to protect her from the cold air conditioning, but she felt she didn't need it because Braun's warmth was enough for her. A while later, she closed her eyes, but her mind remained awake. She couldn't sleep, perhaps because she wanted to smell his natural scent mixed with his expensive cologne. She felt his gentle stroke on her lengthy hair, his warm breath hitting the back of her head, and the heat emanating from his body that she used as a pillow. Maybe it was because of the relentless photoshoots she had done and the comfortable position she didn't realize she had dozed off. She woke up to Braun's gentle tap on her cheek. 'I'm sorry to disturb you, sleeping beauty, but we're already here. Just a little patience, and we'll be home. You can rest properly there," she heard Braun say. She was still half-asleep when he released her from leaning on his chest, perhaps because she was feeling drowsy that she didn't lean her head against the plane window, but instead of hitting the window, she felt Braun's large hand catching her head. 'Careful, wife," he said. She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw his face close to hers. She kissed his lips and leaned her head against his. 'Are we getting off?" she asked as she straightened up. She put on her hat and sunglasses, then adjusted herself. After a moment, they heard a knock. 'Mr. President, we're getting off," Luigi said from outside the door. 'Okay, we're going out," Braun replied in a formal tone. He stood up and helped her up. He held her hand and didn't let go until they left the cabin. She saw Luigi's displeased face, and when she looked at Chelsey, she seemed to act normally in front of them. As they descended, no one was in the hallway, which is why Braun held her hand tightly, knowing that no one would confront them. They went straight to an elevator, but before Chelsey could join them, Luigi pulled her away from them, and her friend couldn't do anything because the door was closing. 'Is it really okay for those two to be alone?" she asked Braun. 'Luigi can handle that crazy woman. He'll escort her to her apartment and then bring your things home," Braun replied. She raised an eyebrow, and it seemed like he planned to take her somewhere other than their home. 'Where are you planning to take me?" she asked him with a scrutinizing look. He smiled at her and pinched her straight nose. 'It's a surprise; you'll know when we get there," he said. She didn't ask further and just let him lead the way. Before they knew it, the elevator door opened, and they were already in the airport's basement. He took the keys to his vehicle and quickly opened it, helping her get in before he followed suit. He fastened her seatbelt, and then, after securing his seatbelt, they left the place. They spent over an hour on the road, experiencing some traffic before reaching the famous hotel where he sent her on their first night of marriage. When he parked the car, they got out, and she followed him back into the elevator, which was reserved for the President. They didn't speak as they went up the elevator, but Braun smiled at her, showing the joy of seeing her again. When the elevator rang, and the door opened, he immediately pulled her towards his penthouse. He took her outside the penthouse, and there she saw the surprise he mentioned. The sun was shining brightly, but it didn't diminish the romantic ambiance of the surroundings. In the middle of the Olympic-sized pool were glass floors supporting a table for two, with wine and two wine glasses on top of the table. On one side of the pool were rose petals and floating candles. 'We should celebrate your first success," he said, smiling at her and gently embracing her from behind. 'But first, you need to rest. The surroundings will be more romantic once the sun sets, and you'll see more at that time." She turned to face him and wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling. 'Thank you," she said. He kissed the tip of her nose and lips, lifted her without saying anything, and carried her back into the penthouse. 'You should rest and recharge, and we'll have all night to celebrate," he said, carrying her into their room. He led her to the bathroom and gently placed her down. He looked into her eyes as he slowly undressed her, letting him do what he wanted after five days of not feeling his hands, which seemed expert now in quickly undressing her clothes. 'Having a hot bath will make you more relaxed," he said as he unhooked her bra. She gasped when her bra finally came off while his other hand played with the edge of her panties. She bit her lip and held back a moan when she felt his slow descent, removing her last piece of clothing. 'God, I missed touching your body like this!" Braun said, his breathing becoming heavier. She felt a surge of unfamiliar heat from her body, but she needed to control it and let Braun take the lead. 'And I missed you taking all your clothes off your body," she teased. Braun's mischievousness sparkled in his eyes, and when he smiled, she felt like she wanted to give in and preempt him in whatever he was thinking of doing to her. He approached her ear and kissed it before speaking. 'Be careful what you wish for, wife. I might be unable to control myself and forget about the surprise waiting for you."