We arrived in London at around 5pm. David has a private plane so it wasn't a hassle to me.

Our baby couldn't stop bumping up and down on his father's lap. He seemed to enjoy the luxurious accomodation and the breathtaking view from the outside of the plane.

David, as always, was very attentive and caring. He checked on everything I needed and he even watched our son during the whole trip. He wanted me to just rest and enjoy the view.

While we were on our way to his penthouse, I couldn't help but feel pathetic.

Memories were flashing back like it just happened yesterday. I remembered the road I usually took to go to my favorite café, the Japanese restaurant I loved to visit, and Mrs. Linda's flower shop.

The memories were hunting me back again. They kept appearing in my head even I already tried suppressing them.

I suddenly noticed a hand wiping my tears. I didn't even now I was crying.

"Baby? Are you okay?" David asked apprehensively.

"I'm sorry." I quickly wiped my tears.

He clasped both of our hands together and he kissed my knuckles.

"I won't let anyone bother or hurt you. I promise."

I nodded my head slightly. He kissed me passionately that we forgot the bodyguards sitting in the front row of the SUV.

When we finally reached his penthouse, he helped me out of the car while his other hand was carrying my sleeping baby on his chest.

They were adorable to watch especially when my baby sneaked to his father's neck and laid his head on his shoulder to sleep.

David was constantly kissing his head. He carried him like a precious fragile glass.

While we were riding the elevator up to the top floor, I couldn't stop myself from clasping my hand hard to David's. I was sweating abnormally. My stomach started to churn up.

David must had noticed my discomfort because he pulled me to his chest and kept whispering I love you baby to my ears.

The bodyguards around us must had heard us as well. I was flattered of David's sweetness towards me but I was also feeling bashful because of the seven men in suit guarding and watching us.

When we get inside the penthouse, I couldn't help but look around.

Everything was the same; the furniture, the appliances, the portraits- every arrangement was the same the way they were used to be.

I felt dizzy all of a sudden.

Luckily, there was a couch near me or else I would fall my head off on the floor.

"Baby? What's wrong?" David ran to my side and supported me.

"I need water." I almost chocked my words.

"Just hold on okay?" He quickly ran to the kitchen and after few seconds he was back with a glass of water.

"Do you want to rest?" He asked and I nodded shyly.

He carried me bridal style to the bedroom and laid me on the soft mattress.

"Where's Nicolai?"

"He is in the other room. He's still sleeping."

I sat up and eventually noticed a very big portrait on the wall adjacent to the bed.

It was our wedding picture. I was looking in the camera smiling while he was looking at me sweetly.

"I framed that few months after you left."

I was also about to ask of when did he get it framed.

"Why?" I asked softly.

He was silent for a moment. I felt him sitting on the bed next to me.

"I couldn't let you go."

I was all out of words. I looked into his sad eyes.

I touched his chin and leaned towards to kiss him.

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"Honey, change."

I heard his command from behind while I was watching myself in front of the vanity room.

I looked at him through the mirror. He was standing beside me in his glorious three-piece suit with a serious face.

"Why?" I asked him innocently while I turned around to face him.

"I don't want other men ogling you. Your dress is so revealing."

"No, it's not." I looked away to hide my smile.

I was wearing a red dress with plunging neckline and a high cut leg side slits, paired with a Louboutin black platform heels.

I felt beautiful tonight. It had been so long since I last attended a party like this.

"Honey..." David whined like a baby again.

I touched his lips with my newly painted finger and I was more shocked when he sucked it.

"David!" I whined and hit his chest playfully.

"I'll get you another dress. Not this one."

"We don't have time. Let's go!"

I walked first but he pulled me back to his hard chest. He whispered in my ear and I could feel his growing bulge from behind.

"You can't leave my side. Do not let other men touch you. No one can dance you except me. Understood?"

"Yes master!" I chuckled.

"I'm warning you, baby." His tone was getting more serious but sexier.

"What will you do if I defy you?" I rolled my eyes like a disobedient child.

He slid his hands through the long side slits and cupped my butt making me gasped.

"You're wearing a thong?" He whispered to my earlobe and I was even more astounded when he bit my ear a little. His hands were playing inside me.

He pressed his body closer to mine and I felt his crotch growing larger behind.

"You will be the death of me, baby!" He moaned seductively to my ear.

I felt goose bumps all over my body. Delicious goose bumps. I squeezed his crotch and he grunted heavily.

Before he could do anything, I flew out of the room giggling. 👠