The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 207: My everything

Chapter 207: My everything

As the first rays of dawn peeked through the curtains, Abby stirred from her slumber, feeling a soft sensation on her cheek. Groggily, she opened her eyes to find Remo hovering above her, a mischievous grin on his face, peppering kisses all over her face like a gentle rain.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Remo whispered, his voice a tender melody in the quiet room.

Abby couldn’t help but smile, her heart swelling with warmth at the sight of her beloved. "Good morning, my love," she replied, her voice still laced with sleepiness.

Remo continued his sweet assault, his lips leaving a trail of soft kisses from her forehead down to her chin. Each touch felt like a whisper of affection, filling Abby’s heart with love and joy.

"Did you know," Remo murmured between kisses, "that every morning I wake up next to you is a blessing? You’re my sunshine, Abby."

Abby’s cheeks flushed with adoration as she reached up to cup Remo’s face, her fingers tangling in his tousled hair. "And you, my dear husband , are my everything," she whispered, her voice filled with love.

"Hmm... good to know," Remo replied, his voice laced with a playful smirk.

Abby raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. "Someone seems to be in a good mood," she teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

Remo’s smirk widened as he leaned in closer, his eyes locking with hers. "Can you blame me?" he countered, his voice filled with playful charm. "Waking up to the most beautiful woman in the world every morning tends to put anyone in a good mood."

Abby chuckled softly, shaking her head in mock disbelief. "Smooth talker," she teased, her laughter like a melody in the air.

With a playful gleam in his eyes, Remo leaned even closer, his lips just inches from hers. "Only for you, my love," he whispered, his breath warm against her skin.

Abby’s cheeks flushed at Remo’s words, a warmth spreading through her chest as his affectionate gaze met hers. He always had a way of setting her heart on fire, igniting a passion within her that she never knew existed. Every day, her love for him grew stronger, deeper, like roots anchoring her soul to his.

She remembered the early days, when she had feared that Remo would never give her his heart completely. It had left her feeling a pang of sadness, a longing for something she feared she might never have. But now, as she looked at him, she realized that having him just like this – his love, his presence, his devotion – was more than enough.

A wicked glint danced in Abby’s eyes as a playful smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. She knew she couldn’t replace Izabella, at least not yet. But she was determined, oh so determined, to possess every part of Remo until she was all he could think about.

In that quiet moment, as the morning sun cast a golden glow upon their entwined forms, Abby made a silent promise to herself – to cherish Remo, to love him fiercely, and to never stop until she became his everything.

"What are you plotting in that head of yours?"

Abby’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of Remo’s voice, snapping her out of her reverie. She tensed slightly, the fear that he could see through her thoughts momentarily gripping her.

But quickly composing herself, she mustered a shy smile as she met his gaze.

"Oh, nothing much," she replied, her voice light and playful. "Just thinking about how much I love spending time with you."

Remo raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on her for a moment, as if trying to decipher her thoughts. But then, his expression softened, a gentle smile gracing his lips. "I love spending time with you too, Abby," he said, his voice filled with warmth.

Feeling a wave of relief wash over her, Abby took a deep breath before continuing. "Actually, I was wondering if we could go out today," she said, her tone hopeful. "I just want to be with you, enjoy the day together."

Remo’s smile widened, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Of course, my love," he replied, reaching out to gently caress her cheek. "I’d love nothing more than to spend the day with you."

With a playful glint in his eyes, Remo leaned in closer to Abby, his strong arms sliding beneath her body. Gently lifting her from the bed, he cradled her against him, his hands securely holding her beneath her thighs as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.

Abby couldn’t suppress a delighted giggle as she felt herself being lifted effortlessly by Remo, her heart soaring with joy. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held on tightly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she looked up at him with sparkling eyes.

"Remo!" she squealed, the sheer exhilaration of being held in his arms making her heart race.

Remo chuckled softly, the sound like music to Abby’s ears, as he held her close, his hands finding purchase on her backside. With a mischievous grin, he tightened his grip slightly, eliciting another joyful squeal from Abby as she leaned in closer to him.

They got done from the bed,

"Where are we going?" Abby asked, her curiosity piqued as Remo lifted her from the bed with ease.

Remo flashed her a mischievous grin, his eyes twinkling with playful intent. "To bathe my wife," he declared with a hint of playfulness in his voice.

Abby’s cheeks flushed with a mixture of surprise and amusement, a giggle escaping her lips. "Oh, really now?" she teased, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck.

With a tender smile, Remo nodded, his gaze filled with affection. "Yes, to bathe my beautiful wife," he affirmed, his voice soft and sincere.

Abby couldn’t contain her laughter, feeling a surge of warmth at Remo’s endearing gesture. "Well then, I suppose I can’t argue with that," she replied, her heart overflowing with love.