Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation-Chapter 131: The Bahamas bliss- III

He had watched Sleeping Beauty several times with his niece. Now that he had his own Sleeping Beauty, he understood the fascination behind it all.

Evelyn was sleeping in their four poster bed that had sheer cotton as curtains around it. She was wearing nothing because he had made sure that she had taken all of it off.

He was sitting in the corner of the room where the change had been. His leg was thrown over The Other. His ankle was over the other leg as he smoked a cigar.

His eyes could not just leave her. This there only grew as his obsession did.

Fln was finally here and there was no one else to take her away from him. It was not hard to maintain a grip on her especially when she lived in his house and was under his protection. The do’s and don’ts for Evelyn was something that Salvatore decided.

They were so easy to decide to cause most of the time Evelyn really stayed in the boundaries. Evelyn was no Bella Rosa, she was like his mother. She understood the boundaries and never questioned them.

She was just perfect. Evelyn was the definition of perfection.

And that perfection was causing a problem for him. It was difficult to stay away from her.

Every curve of her body was memorable, at the moment he swayed away from her he forgot all about it and all he wanted was to memorize them again.

They have made and been with many women in his life. Most of them had ended up in his bed and Evelyn was unlike any of them.

Evelyn was different. She was different each and every fucking time.

It was a wonder to him how she did that. She made it different every-fucking-time.

He chuckled. The woman was a plague. She plague his mind and body, all the fucking time without even being aware of what she was doing.

It was like the women had no idea about the whole that she had him and Salvatore would rather keep it that way.

The more innocent she seemed, the more he wanted to protect her from the world that they lived in.

Her chest rose, those supple breasts moved up and down rhythmically telling him that she was in deep sleep. It had become a late-night obsession of his to watch her sleeping.

It was difficult not to keep his eyes on her when all he wanted to do was keep her in his sight.

It had been a week for them to stay in the Bahamas and Salvatore cherished it. He could do whatever he wanted to do here.

He could laugh and play with her just as he wanted. Being The Don of the most dangerous organisations in the world was pushed at the very end of his mind.

He was just Salvatore. Evelyn’s Salvatore.

"Oh Evelyn," her name left as a whisper from his mouth as he breathed out the smoke of the cigar.

His Evelyn.

****

The best part of the morning was waking up inside her.

If he ever had morning wood he would just ignore it until it went away but with her it was a fucking opportunity presented to him to be inside her again.

This was an opportunity that he would never let go.

He slowly moved inside her. He had no intention of awaking her just yet when he could fuck her into it.

He moved before his nose found its way into her hair and took a long sniff of it making her stirr. "Oh, Evelyn.."

On hearing her name it was evident that Evelyn woke up especially when he asked her back and stretched by the cat that was being tamed by him.

"Mnn.." she moaned when he hit the g-spot, her body would jerk whenever he would meet that particular spot and Salvatore made sure to tease her for it.

"Why do you—" she gasped "why do you want to t-tease me?"

He chuckled into her ear and that action alone brought her on the tip of her orgasm. She spasmed and he loved every moment of it. But he was still not done. Salvatore continued with his thrusts, unbothered that she had already cummed once.

Hi bit the shell of her ear before sucking on it making her shiver, "I fucking love it," he whispered on his own edge before giving A final thrust and cumming himself as she had another.

"Had fun, wife?" He kissed her cheek and flipped onto his back before making Evelyn cuddle onto his chest.

She nuzzled in. "Always." She whispered to him, bringing a smile to his face.

****

It was obvious that his wife was a woman of many talents but one of them was that she was not good at cooking.

Salvatore had been in the shower when his nose twitched and got the smell of burning. His first reaction was that it was the house that was being burnt down by his enemies. So, the first thing that he had thought of was boys wearing a bathrobe and charging wherever she was.

It only took him seconds to find his three men standing near the stores. One of them was disabling the alarm. The second one along with the third was using a fire extinguisher to extinguish the fire on the stove.

His dearest wife, the root cause of it all, was standing at the door to the panicked expression on her face.

"Evelyn," with trembling lips when Evelyn heard his name being spoken by him she charged into his arms. "Oh, Love." He sighed and nodded at his men to leave after the work was done.

"Can you tell me why you were cooking when I can do this for us?" He murmured softly not wanting to alarm her any further than she already was.

It had been routine for themselves that Salvatore was the one that would cook for them in the morning, and lunch and dinner were the two meals that they would have the food from the island.

"I just..." She sighed and pulled away from him. "I just wanted to surprise you." She sighed again and took a seat on the barstool.

It was a surprise. It was a surprise unlike many he had received.

He sighed before missing a case on her forehead and moving around the counter. Once she was near the stove, he placed the burnt utensils into the sync not wanting to watch them himself before moving on to the fridge and dragging out the ingredients for the breakfast.

"Come here," words came out as a natural command. That was something he would have to work over with her.

"Yes?" Her soft and hesitant voice made him sigh. She was scared.

He pushed the chopping material towards her, "cooking does not need to start with a stove. How about we start the chopping up first?"

*****

He placed her kiss on her bandaged finger.

Now it was that he realised he had been really wrong to give her the opportunity to even top things up. Evelyn was clearly bad at hand to eye coordination. She could not even cut onions.

Hells, he could excuse that for sure. But not only that, she could not even cut a fruit.

How in the world had she managed to make dinners for him?

She had cut her index finger. He kissed it again and heard her soft laughter.

"Stop it," she whispered to him while leaning close. "It’s fine."

"It’s not." He retorted back. It was really not okay, especially when it happened on his watch.

They were on their way to the airport now. They have spent a week in the Bahamas and since Evelyn wanted to go to every Palace and castle in the United Kingdom Salvatore, knew that it was going to take them time especially when he wanted them to enjoy it.

He had pulled a tremendous amount of strings for her to enjoy and he could not wait for her to see it.

She was going to see everything up and close. Most of the people never got to see things that Evelyn was going to say when she would visit the sites.

He did not leave her hand when they were walking up the staircase attached to the jet. He made sure that their seats were buckled in when the plane took off.

"Salvatore," Evelyn tugged on their joined hands, "stop now. I have to use the loo."

A small pouch was formed on her face. It was obvious that she was not liking the fact that she was being smothered by him. But what was he supposed to do about him when Evelyn, being 21 years old, could not even hold a knife properly?

She let go of her hand and watched as she and her seat belt before walking into the back of the jet where the bathroom was.

"Sir," one of his men that were in the front of the plane came to him with a file on his face.

"No." Salvatore answered with a glance at the file. He was not looking at any of them.

The man, one of the people in his inner circle, would have left immediately but this time he did not. Instead, he kept the file held out towards Salvatore. "Consigliere Dante sent these reports for Donna. You have to read it."

Dare he say, Salvatore had forgotten about the fact that he had her tested, why without a second thought he had snatched the file out of his hands and opened it to read it.