LUST LOVE: Slave To The Billionaire CEO
Chapter 85

"We are no ordinary people and I want this wedding to be the best wedding that ever happened in the city of New York " Grandpa Jimmy adds, making his point known.

"And we will have enough time to get some pretty women for ourselves " Wright nudged on Austin's arm, jokingly.

"As much as I would like to please you all, I can't... my wife's needs and wants come first," Keane said looking at them straight in their faces. He wasn't asking, he was telling them. Grandma Shiley knew nothing could be done unless she tried to change things and that can only be possible through Smiles.

With just a glance, Smile understood what Grandma Shiley was trying to say.

"It can be postponed to next week, so things can be done properly but please Grandpa, I would love a simple wedding with only a few invitees" She turns to Grandpa Jimmy with pleading eyes. Keane turns to her, displeased by her sudden change of plan.

She kisses him, and that alone sends the displeased look flying over the fence leaving him with a bright face.

Indeed, she was the only one capable of swaying his decision.

"You are indeed a considerate one, unlike my brats of a grandson " he glared hard at Keane who didn't waver. He stayed still as always.

They chatted for a little while longer before going their separate ways.

Keane and Smiles were left alone, on the royal blue sofa with Keane's head on her belly.

"You've made me the happiest man on earth, my love... " he said and kissed her tummy.

"I promise to love and cherish you and our little Smiles, as long as I live" he promised.

Her brows twist, "Little smiles?" She asked and he nodded.

"Why not little Keane?" She asked.

"I need a cute little adorable puppy soft child like you... and only a cute little you can be all of that and more" he explains.

"But I don't want that..." She interjected.

"I want an adorable charming little prince, that's as handsome as his god-like beauty dad... to see the little you" she proposed, smiling.

"But I don't want" he pouts, faking a teary eye.

"But why?" She asked

"'cause I don't want to be fighting you with anyone, not even him" he explains. She burst out in laughter.

She can't believe that's the main reason he's refusing to have a boy child.

"What if it turns out to be a boy?" She asked, silencing him. Not like he doesn't like a boy child, as he's made no, he doesn't want a competitor when it comes to his wife.

"We will figure that out when he comes out... but he should know and Mark his line" he jokes and she laughs out, he was just so incredibly funny somehow.

"I love you Keane...Soo much" She confesses and kisses him. He returns the kiss, with the same intensity.

"A hundredfold... I love you too" he chuckles in her mouth and kisses her even more.

"Keane?" She calls out after their kiss. He answers with a hum, showering kiss all over her face.

"The picture in your room, that's me, right?" She asked and he nodded. He never stops showering and kissing her.

"Where and how did you get it?" She was curious. Countless thoughts are going through her mind but she just doesn't know the one to stick to.

He chuckles, replaceing her even cuter.

"I didn't get it anywhere" he wraps her hands around him, tugging his head under her t-shirt.

"Where did you get it then?" If he didn't buy or take it somewhere, it only means that he can draw... her eyes grow wide at the realization.

"Y...You can draw?" he nods, his head still inside her t-shirt.

That could only mean they have met before, but where?

"You draw the picture of little me, just exactly what I had on," she said thoughtfully. She can still remember the dress, the sky-blue gown she loved wearing. It was her favorite clothes.

"I met with this little adorable angel on my way to hell, she saved me from the clutches of death... she renewed my hope of wanting to live again" he explains, staring at her in the eyes.

He can clearly remember the day he lost his mother to that terrible sickness. He wanted to die, there was no meaning to his life.

We wander in the cold and silent streets of New York, not knowing where he is going but for some reason, he is just going.

It's not like the street was completely naked, void of anyone but to him, it was.

He didn't know how long and how far he'd walked and only found himself in a play.

Children his age and children who were much younger than him were playing.

No one seemed to notice him, so he thought until a little girl in a sky-blue dress walked up to him.

He planned on ignoring the little girl but when she smiled, he could hardly see himself not wanting to talk with her.

She was indeed the cutest and the most innocent being he'd ever seen. Her sparkling amber blue eyes staring at him brighten up his dark heart.

But the one thing he will never forget was her innocent and naive words that made him who he is today... "don't be sad, she isn't dead... she's gone to rest with God and will always be with you... that's what my teacher said".

It was childish, simple yet the most heartfelt and everything he will ever need. With the mindset his mom is in a good place, he was able to hope again, to start dreaming.

"Guess she's someone special" She can imagine how important to him.

"Not only important, she's very special, my Angel," he added. She smiles.

Though she can't remember clearly, she's happy they have once met before and he even drew a picture of her, it warms her heart.

"And I am happy I am with her, jy Angel" he kissed on her tummy again.

Reminiscing about their first encounter in the bar. He could swear he aimed at scaring her to death but the moment he laid eyes on her, he was left speechless with her glowing beauty.

He pushed his head into her t-shirt, reaching for her breast.

She had no bra on, and that was the perfect and easier way to get access to her.

She can't count how many times they have done it, just for a day.

Not like she minds but all she wishes is to just stay in his arms, for the night, doing nothing naughty but enjoying his warm embrace.

"Can't we just stay together, feeling the warmth of each other's arms?" She pleads.

He stares at her, unsure of whether to agree or not.

He just can't stop now, he was rock hard down there and needed some release.

He slid his hands into her panties, it was all wet and slick.

His lips broadened." Need me, don't you" he teased. She bites her lips in embarrassment. So much as she wished for them to stay cool, her body wanted him, she couldn't deny the fact. His finger slides into her pussy, moving in and out as she closes her eyes in response.