Chapter 63 - Sixty-three

After the relaxing time on the beach yesterday, for today they had gone to the market again and this time Alexis had gone a little Cray Cray. She had bought numerous necklaces, hats and weird decorative stuff that Angelo was sure about her regretting to buy it. Those things could not possibly be placed anywhere. 

"Oh, there's another one!" She pointed to another jewellery shop. "Come on let's go!" She took his hand and dragged him, tot, the shop. The market had shops aligned but there were no doors to any of them which made it easier to get into and spot anything from a distance. Which was something Angelo hated at the moment. Alexis after one shop would run her eyes and find something else to run to and buy some other useless shit. 

Was this all returnable with refunds? 

"Have you not bought enough from the previous shops?" He spoke into her ear as she looked too busy to carry out a normal conversation.

"Hmm.." she hummed without paying any attention to what he was saying. "Yeah.."

Angelo rolled his eyes and tsked. He thought she would be different from his mother but no. When they shopped, they shopped and did not pay attention to anything else.

He paid a bit of attention to her body. She was wearing shots today and damm the hottie his wife was. She managed to take his breath away.

"Alexis," he spoke to her again knowing that she won't be paying any attention to him. "If you don't say, Angelo, I love you, I am going to spank you is that okay?" He smirked knowing he was going to get his way.

"Yeah..okay.." She offhandedly spoke again. Her focus was on the seashell necklaces. They were expensive but pretty cheap here. She was surely taking back some home.

Angelo smiled. It was dirty, full of naughtiness smile. He tilted his head a bit and stared her ass before smacking it hard.

"Ah!" She immediately jumped up.

The guards hid their smiles witnessing what had happened.

"Angelo!" She admonished him with widened eyes. His behaviour was awful in front of everyone. "What are you doing!"

"Nothing," he smirked looking at her up and down. She knew what that look meant and hell, it turned her on. Her growing blush was evidence of it.

"Can you stop it?" She hissed at him. This was a public area. "Let me remind you, we are in public."

"So what?" He taunted, stepping closer to her.

"W—what? We ca—could get arrested." Her face and body felt heated up.

"Really?" He raised a brow at that. "Well, that should be the least of your worries cuz' I got money for bail."

"Angelo.."

"Come on baby," he pulled her close to his side and started walking towards the exit. "I think I know where we want to go."

She was feeling hot and need for him. For now, all she wanted him. She notices he was walking towards the washroom. Damm, where had her standards gone?

He pushed her inside and hurriedly locked the door and turned to her. 

His predatory hungry expression made her wetter. Fuck, she wanted him now. 

Jumping at him she kissed him with all her might. Angelo had started taking off her jeans and zipped his own. 

"Ah.." Gasps left her mouth as they moulded into one another again. 

*******

Turns out, it was not enough for him to have once in a trial room. So, they did it again as soon as they came to the hostel room or hut. The man was a dog in heat. Anything could make him want her and now she was tired of it. 

She was lying down in bed after another late-night escapade. Angelo was still asleep and she had woken up a few moments ago. She got up and out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She needed some time alone from the horny ass man. 

After freshening up she walked into the closet with a towel and got dressed. Now, she had to wake that man up. 

"A boat ride?" Angelo scoffed at her in return. "Honey, I can buy you a private Yacht, why do you want to go for a little paid boat ride?"

Alexis simply rolled her eyes. She knew that he would never appreciate the simplicity of it or even remotely try to understand it. She simply went to explain it to him.

"Every couple is going for it. Come on, I want to go." She pleaded to him.

"See, everyone else." He pointed it out. "I can do better." 

"Please please," she kissed his lips. 

"Fine." Now he rolled his eyes. What childish request was this?

"Wear semi-formal!" She told him as he got up to get ready.

"Wait what? There's a ddres'scode?"

"No... Why are you asking that?"

"Then I'll wear what I want."

And he did. Angelo wore a sky blue shirt with white shorts that reached his knees. Alexis wore a cotton dress and sandals, looking beautiful in simplicity. He held her hand and walked to the deck where the chair was

Of course, Alexis noticed that Angelo had paid extra and booked it for the whole day with special arrangements. She found it romantic but didn't comment on it just yet. Booking an entire boat or yacht, she knew that he was making a statement here. The end word would always be his. 

The ride started at a steady pace. She kept her head on his shoulder. "See it's so soothing," she pointed out.

"Hmm," he hummed in return. His reaction seemed a little off-putting.

"What's wrong?" She immediately questioned, turning around and looking at him.

"Nothing," he said but closed his eyes. 'Communicate,' he remembered what his father had told him. She was the one he could trust. "I've never felt this before. Wherever we went for a vacation, it was just business and a little sightseeing that mother wanted."

"Oh," she simply said. She had never gone on any so the feeling was not mutual. 

"Yes. It's...good being able to enjoy it but also, refreshing. I can't get used to it because I have an empire back home that I can't take leaves from."

"I can," she immediately smiled at him notbecauset who was she now.

"No, honey, you can't. If anything you're going to be by my side twenty-four-seven." He smirked in return. She had not considered reality. Well, they were in the honeymoon phase, so the reality was miles away. 

"What? Why? Angelo, I didn't ask for any of this." Alexis felt defensive. Why was she being restricted?

"I don't care. You chose this life over death and now, you live by it." He simply shrugged his shoulders. "There's nothing that you can do about it but enjoy the power given to you."

"What power?" She raised her voice a bit but immediately lowered it. "What power is it that comes with restrictions?"

"Every power comes with restrictions, always remember that. Otherwise it's a dictatorship." He chided. There were restrictions to everything. 

"Wait, but you are a dictator." Wasn't he one? He was the one who took all the decisions.

"I am but my powers my restricted as well. There are restrictions placed for a reason. There's a reason why we no longer sex traffic or approach family men for work purposes or even kill policemen for a small mistake, hell, we leave them alone." He went silent as he poured whiskey from the side table.

"Why?" She couldn't help but ask. "Why restrict when you can do anything?"

Angelo knew how interested she seemedon thee topic. She liked power and it was amusing to him how she seemed to deny it constantly. There was nothing wrong with liking power. But it was wrong in denying it. She had to learn how to control it as well. 

"Because boundaries, when set, often stops us from doing wrong things without thinking. For example, my father once said, never kill anyone but find their weakness, you never know what you might find and enjoy." He poured himself some more. "And he was right. Holding leverage is way better than killing someone." He laughed but his laugh seemed a little dark to her.

"So technically you have unlimited power but you set rules so that you can...not make mistakes?" She understood the concept but she also felt that some more explanation won't harm her.

"Not make mistakes... but yes, that, in some way." He smiled, kissing her lips.

*****

They were lying in bed and Angelo was asleep. Alexis was too but she woke sometime ago and now she couldn't sleep after all she had woken up late today and now the bitch sleep won't come to her.

She was thinking about his words. Was he being honest with her? Did he set the rules? Or the elders did? She couldn't help but continuously think about it when her phone vibrated.

Looking at it, she frowned.. It was a number belonging to her home country.