Page 53 of Anastasia

I watched his mouth open as if he were about to say something, but then it closed. Letting out a sigh, he released me and walked out of the room.

My brows pulled together as I contemplated if I should talk to him about that or not. Then, I ultimately decided not to. I walked back over to the bed and grabbed the blue dress Valerio had packed for me. Instantly, I felt like I belonged here, like those other couples I had seen.

When my gaze trailed over to his clothes, I bit down on my lip. Then I folded them up, taking them with me into the kitchen. He was wearing boxers that hung low on his hips. The minute I walked in, he looked over at me with a raised brow.

“Here,” I muttered before handing him his clothes. He took them from me as I stood there and watched him, biting down onto my lip once more. He leaned over and kissed my cheek, going on to dress himself.

“Let’s go eat. There is a lot I have planned for you today,” he said. I raised my brow in response as a smile played out on my face. I couldn’t wait to find out what it was going to be.

“Okay, but after we finish eating, can we go pick up some Plan B’s?” I asked behind a small smile as he grabbed my hand and walked me toward the kitchen. He gave me a pointed look, his eyes seemed to turn cold.

“No,” he let out. I sat down in the dining room chair, looking over at him. I wasn’t sure if he was being serious or not, but I knew that I was.

“What do you mean‘no’?” I questioned.

He sat down right across from me, running his hand through his hair. Like always, he just decided to completely ignore me by grabbing a plate of food. I didn’t even notice the table full of breakfast food the employees must’ve brought in until now.

“Are youtryingto get me pregnant?” I asked.

He only smirked in response, but still pretended as if I wasn’t speaking to him.

I scoffed jokingly. “You are unbelievable.”

Anastasia

After breakfast, we left to go back to the mansion. Valentino wasn’t really saying much, but I didn’t mind. The silence was actually calming. It allowed me to skim through my thoughts and attempt to organize them.

When we finally arrived at the mansion, we headed to his bedroom. As soon as we were in his room, he shut the door behind us, leaving me to walk over to his bed and sit down.

Eyeing him, I noticed a long velvet box in his hands. My eyes were glued to the box with raised brows. Deep down I had a feeling that whatever was in there, it would be expensive.

“Happy birthday, my Bambolina.” He smiled.

My eyes followed him as he opened the box and displayed a beautiful diamond necklace. I wasn’t sure how much it cost, but it was definitely expensive.

“Oh, my god! This must’ve cost so much!” I exclaimed, staring at it. The diamond seemed to sparkle in the light as he removed it from the box. He bit down on his lip with a raised brow, signaling for me to turn around.

I was quick to turn, and since my hair was already in a bun, it made it easier for him to place the jewelry onto my neck and latch it into place. I gazed down at the elegant necklace in awe. It was absolutely beautiful.

“You deserve it, baby,” he told me.

My eyes blurred with tears as I quickly engulfed him in a hug. His arms were quick to go around my waist. Getting on my tippy-toes, I planted my lips against his.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” I exclaimed before kissing his lips repeatedly.

He only responded by grabbing my chin and keeping my lips against his own. As he was attempting to deepen the kiss, I pulled away with a big smile on my face. Then, I glanced down at the necklace around my neck and couldn’t stop looking at it.

“This is so perfect,” I whispered.

If Alex could see it, she’d probably squeal until my ears bled. She was just the kind of girl who loved flowers, chocolates, and jewelry. One gift given to her would be the best gift of her life forever. She cherished things she believed to be precious.

“You think that’s perfect? Imagine our children,” he stated abruptly. Giving him a pointed look, I decided to ignore him and keep looking at my first-ever diamond necklace.

“Get dressed. I had one of my men put the dress I picked out for you in my closet. There are also shoes. I’ll be back in a moment,” he whispered before leaning over and kissing my cheek.

“Don’t take too long!” I groaned just as I stood up.

“I’m not. Get dressed,” he repeated.

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