Reina's point of view: The honeymoon

I had never felt more happiness than now. It was surprising yet satisfying to know that the Niklaus I knew years ago wasn't the same. I loved the change in him and I'm not just saying it because he's my partner for life. Though he's so stubborn it gets frustrating at times, Niklaus understands me; I can talk to him openly without fear.

The communication between us is real, and it warms my heart to know he's willing to listen even when we're in the middle of a heated argument. He tries to see my point and then comes up with a solution that benefits both of us.

"Which is why I'm going to spend the rest of my life to make it up to you by protecting and always keeping you happy," He said.

My mouth hung open, that was not an easy promise at all. He was swearing lifelong happiness in a time where marriages don't last at all.

"Fine, if you want it that way then," I shrugged and was just about to hug him when alarms came from the crowd and Niklaus, which made me turn to see the source of the commotion. But then, just as I whirled around, all I saw was a volleyball about to hit me and closed my eyes out of reflex.

However, the pain never came since Niklaus had intercepted the ball on time with his hand yet his body still hugged me protectively. I opened my eyes to see wrinkles on Niklaus' face, his features were taut and his nostrils flailing. Oh no.

"Niklaus!" I put myself in his way just as he took a step to go give whoever served that ball a piece of his mind.

"It's alright," I said to him.

"No, it's not alright," he growled, body as tight as a rock from the extreme outrage coursing through him.

You know for a moment there, I was scared. With this kind of love he held for me, Niklaus was willing to kill for me - I could see in his eyes. He wanted to tear whoever sent that ball my way apart. It was romantic yet not funny - Niklaus never jokes with his intents.

"I'm alright," I cupped his face, making sure his attention was fixed on me alone.

"I. Am. Fine." I spelled it out for him, "Now take a deep breath, let the anger go," I was trying to regulate his breathing when someone said from behind,

"I'm so sorry for that,"

A growl left Niklaus lips, my pacifying plan shattered at once. He was about to stride over to the culprit and probably punch him when I grabbed his arm and hissed out,

"Calm down, Niklaus,"

"He could have hit you," He argued, still having a hard time controlling his anger. Damn it.

"He could have, but he didn't, because you protected me just as you promised. Now, please let it go," I begged of him.

"Actually, I'm not the one that hit you but my girlfriend over there. She's extremely sorry," the strange dude said gesturing to his girlfriend who stood out from the rest of the other women.

My eyes narrowed at once upon noticing a new threat. It was that same woman who had winked at Niklaus earlier. Suddenly, I regretted calming Niklaus. Call it a woman's instinct or something, I knew this was her ploy to get Niklaus' attention. Well, she'd have to go through me first.

She walked over to the dude who seems to be her partner and I could see why men couldn't take their eyes off her. The woman had great assets, like really great assets, neither was she shy of flaunting it since she wore a thong and triangular-shaped bra that covered just her nipple; her ample breast was aired to view.

Though I knew Niklaus would not fall for her low tactics yet I was still threatened, after all, men were visual creatures. I don't think I could compete with a woman like that when I possessed just 1/10 of her curves.

"I'm so sorry," She said, yet I could tell there wasn't an ounce of sincerity in her tone.

"I'm not sure you are," I said to her boldly. There was no need to hide the fact that I didn't like her one bit.

However, before my very eyes and so abruptly, this lady dropped to her knees before I could even stop her.

"Am I sincere now?" she asked the stunned me.

This was very embarrassing especially with a lot of people passing around, some of their attention has been drawn here seeing her kneel.

"I never asked you to kneel or bow to me," I told her straight up, "That one is on you," I took Niklaus' hand and was about to leave when I added, "Keep your apology to yourself. We don't need it," and steered the speechless Niklaus away especially when I saw his eyes rove over that woman. I can't tell what was wrong with me, but I felt like throwing sackcloth over his face.

"You're angry," Niklaus finally said to me after minutes of walking and no talking.

"Am I?" I replied almost immediately without giving him a look, continuing my journey.

However, Niklaus drew me back out of nowhere and I bumped into his chest, surprise on my face. I glanced up at him just as he lifted my face with his finger.

"You're jealous," He pointed out.

I wanted to refute his claim but then it dawned on me, I was jealous. Oh my God, I'm fuckimg jealous of that woman.

"You're more beautiful than her and I'm not just saying this because you're my partner, but as a man too," He assured me, "Remember that first time we met?" he asked.

"Yes," I answered, "What about it?"

He licked his lower lips, "The truth is that I ogled you that night, more like, eye fucked you,"

I laughed, "Is not that surprising considering your reputation then,"

"Well, if I ogled you then, I still do now," His eyes roamed my body in such a way that made shivers run down my spine and I crossed my hand around my body; I felt completely bared before him.

He took a step closer till our bodies were touching, then lowered his head to speak into my ears, "If we were alone right now, I would have shown you how beautiful you are and how much I adore your body. As much as ample boobs are appealing to most men, I prefer one that fits in my palm. A boob that I can run my hands around its nipples until it becomes an erect rosebud. A breast that I can put into my mouth and suck completely away till you're crying beneath me. A breast that I can run my tongue around its areola while my other hand fondles the other. I love your kind of breast, how does that sound?" he finished.

I stared at Niklaus without blinking, my mouth hung open yet no words came out. Since I was hot, my face was probably as red as a shrimp right now. Not to talk about the fact I was wet down there and my nipples as hard as nipples. How could this man be able to arouse me with his words alone?

I let out a sharp breath I never knew I was holding, "Niklaus..." what was I even going to say? He has blown my mind away.

"Don't worry, you don't have to say a word. I'll show you later," he smiled, his eyes holding a dark promise that made my toes curl up.

After that, we wandered around the beach a bit, took pictures, and had fun before returning to the hotel. The moment I stepped into the room, I went straight to the bed and laid down. I was so damn tired. As if Niklaus understood me, he didn't attempt any funny game. Instead, he cuddled me and we went to sleep together.

We woke up at night time to prepare for our supper date which was arranged at the hotel's restaurant. I took time into making up, curling my hair, and all but wore a simple chic black dress - I had a feeling something might go down tonight and might as well make the job easier for Niklaus.

"Hi handsome," I said to Niklaus who was, as usual, dashing in his blazer and pants.

"Shall we?" He gave me his arms and I hooked my arm around it with a smile on my face. I loved every moment with him, it was everything I could ever ask for.

And just like that, we walked down to the restaurant where we were led to our table. The restaurant was outdoor and the cool night breeze refreshed the already romantic atmosphere.

"Here,"

We handed our orders to the waiter who received them and left to get them processed.

"So Mrs. Spencer, you look extremely beautiful tonight. Any special reason for that?" he flirted with me.

Funny, but I never knew I would one day come to like this name "Spencer" - Adam kind of ruined it for me.

"Well," I began, "I have to look hot and sexy to catch up with my handsome husband," was my reply which made him laugh.

And just like that, we kept on throwing jokes and flirting with each other while waiting for our meal when something happened. A wine was sent to our table.

"Excuse me, we didn't order for this," I told the waiter who just delivered it.

"Yes, you didn't, but they did," He gestured to a couple across from ours.

My head turned in the direction of whoever sent this and the joy left my face at once. Oh God, It can't be them again. Can't I get a peaceful honeymoon here?