UNDER HIS RULES

Beatrice woke up feeling much more energized than before. She reached out around her, searching for the figure that had been holding her. Despite the overwhelming drowsiness, she could still sense the scent of her husband’s cologne, which she loved and didn’t want to be too far from. That’s why she enjoyed sleeping in Samuel’s embrace the most.

“Sam?” Beatrice called out, realizing that it was already dark outside when she sat on the edge of the bed. How long had she been asleep? Oh no! She wanted to go swimming, didn’t she? Instead, she ended up falling asleep like this!This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The sound coming from the swimming pool made her quickly get out of bed. She wanted to make sure that it was her husband causing the noise in the pool. And she was right. Samuel was swimming around like a fish in the water.

“Sam, how dare you leave me!” Beatrice grumbled in protest. She prepared to change her clothes and put on her swimsuit, but wait. Isn’t the swimming pool supposed to be private? At least that’s what she heard from the resort staff, right? So…

Beatrice quickly unpacked her suitcase, which she should have tidied up earlier. But what could she do when she was exhausted and needed rest? Since her body was now much more energized, there was nothing wrong with feeling tired again, right? Besides, the pool was calling to her.

And the most annoying thing of all, the angry petals were gone! Yes! Beatrice had seen them, for sure! Oh my! Her husband had gone too far!

Just you wait! Beatrice would get back at him. Revenge would come in waves, for sure!!!

She took out a black bikini that she had intentionally kept in a special place. The thin straps on her shoulders and the ones encircling her back made it look quite alluring. The slightly shiny black fabric didn’t completely cover her chest. She let her flat stomach be visible without any covering. The triangle-shaped piece that covered her intimate area was also thin, attached by thin strings. She covered her exposed thighs with a long piece of cloth. She let her hair down, slightly wavy. And don’t forget, she applied a little makeup to tease Samuel.

Uh… it’s not a problem to tease your own husband, right? What’s wrong with that? There’s nothing wrong with anything Beatrice is doing now, right? Oh… there’s one more thing she forgot; perfume. This time, she followed her Grandmother’s advice and chose a new, more enticing fragrance, as recommended by her grandfather.

Feeling satisfied, she confidently walked out of her room. Heading towards the glass door that revealed the beautiful night atmosphere of Nihiwatu. The dark sky adorned with numerous stars created a stunning canopy above them.

Samuel stopped swimming when he felt a presence approaching. As he moved to the side, he saw his wife walking towards the pool. His eyes were immediately captivated by the heavenly sight. How beautiful Beatrice looked in her black bikini.

He had deliberately chosen a room with facilities that wouldn’t be disturbed and were safe for any activities outside, including on this balcony. So he didn’t mind seeing Beatrice displaying most of her body. Using his hands as support for his face, he couldn’t take his eyes off her every move. His wife seemed completely unbothered by the air or the anticipation in his gaze, waiting for their eyes to meet.

It even seemed like Beatrice purposely ignored or avoided Samuel. Instead, her steps led her to one of the available chairs.

Beatrice untied the cloth covering herself. She slowly brushed her long hair and briefly stretched her body, fearing cramps while in the water.

It was already night, although not too late, but it wouldn’t hurt to take care of her health, right? She was also curious since when Samuel had been in the pool. It shouldn’t be too long. What if he got sick?

Who would take care of him? Well, it wouldn’t be a problem if she took care of him. Beatrice never had any objections. But this was their honeymoon, after all. She didn’t want Samuel to get sick!

After completing her preparations, she walked towards the pool where her husband was already waiting. But no, she didn’t want to approach him first. Let’s just say she was sulking because she wasn’t awakened to enjoy the rose petals in the pool.

Slowly, she descended the stairs, feeling the coldness as each step soaked her feet. There was a sudden chill as she stepped on each wet step. By the time she reached the last step, she closed her eyes gently, feeling the water at her waist. It would surely get deeper if she went all the way to the other end.

“Honey,” Samuel softly called out. He reached out his hand towards his wife, who was not far from him. But Beatrice only glanced at him briefly. She ignored his extended hand, leaving Samuel dumbfounded. Soon, Beatrice glided into the water, enjoying herself. This made Samuel laugh at her attitude. He allowed his wife to splash around in the pool, partly illuminated by dim lights. It was so peaceful, accompanied by the sound of the waves not far from where they were temporarily staying.

Seeing that his wife still ignored him, he followed Beatrice’s lead and resumed swimming. He caught up with her at the other end of the pool.

“Ah, so refreshing!” Beatrice exclaimed, wiping her face, still wet with water, as she emerged at the edge of the pool. Right where she could freely gaze at the surrounding nature from this end of the pool. She tilted her head back, closing her eyes, enjoying the atmosphere.

No, she didn’t regret or feel angry at all because they spent their time together here instead of abroad. She could still visit there whenever she wanted. Samuel had plenty of money, right? She knew the exact amounts in her husband’s account. There was no way Samuel would refuse if Beatrice asked to go somewhere outside.

Then, she felt a strong hand encircle her waist. Warm breath brushed against the nape of her neck. Not to mention the droplets of water that might have fallen from around the man’s hair and face.

“Why were you silent earlier?” Samuel asked, moving closer. He pressed his bare chest against Beatrice’s bare back. Well, it could be considered bare since she only wore a thin string as a support to prevent the front part of her bikini from falling off.

“Why should I be?” Beatrice held onto the pool’s edge, slightly tilting her neck as she felt numerous kisses from Samuel there. Even though she was wet from the pool water, why did it feel so different?

“I thought you were angry,” Samuel said, the kisses moving up her neck. He traced her neck, his fingers resting just above her abdomen. Slowly, his fingers started tracing up Beatrice’s bare thighs, unobstructed by anything except the water.

Despite the pressure from the water below, Beatrice didn’t feel numb from Samuel’s touch.

“Why would I be angry?” Beatrice leaned back against Samuel’s chest. “I just didn’t want to disturb you swimming alone.”

Samuel chuckled softly. “That’s what being angry looks like.” He then playfully bit the deepest part of her neck. No, he never had any intention to hurt Beatrice, let alone harm her. It was just a bite that now turned into a strong suck. Even though there was a hint of pool water, it didn’t matter. He wouldn’t be poisoned by the pool water, right?

“Ugh!” Beatrice moaned softly. Her grip on the pool’s edge tightened, especially because of Samuel’s suction. She also felt the pressure against her backside, the bulge that made its presence known. Occasionally, she felt intentional friction.

“Are you angry?” Samuel asked, releasing the bite. He clearly saw a distinct red mark. A thin smile adorned his face due to his recent actions. He brushed Beatrice’s wet hair to the side, removing any remaining water from the untouched part of her neck. “Be honest with Sam.”

Beatrice didn’t want to speak. Instead, she tilted her head as Samuel once again planted a long kiss there. The tip of his tongue made her legs restless. She tried to balance herself amidst the water pressure that engulfed her body.

Samuel’s fingers not only caressed Beatrice’s thighs but also wandered over her front side. However, he didn’t want to touch Beatrice’s intimate area yet, as he still wanted to play on the front side of his wife’s skin. His goal was to remove the thin string. If Samuel could be honest, he preferred Beatrice not to wear anything when she went into the pool just now. What was the point? It was useless, right?

“Sam,” Beatrice whispered softly, leaning back against Samuel.

The sound that created such intoxicating ripples for Samuel further fueled his enthusiasm to explore the depths of his wife’s neck. His hand now moved above Beatrice’s abdomen, providing sensations that he could feel. Beatrice’s breath grew heavy, and she no longer held onto the pool’s edge.

Instead, her hands traveled to his hair.

“Open it, will you?” Samuel whispered, realizing there was no room left on Beatrice’s neck to leave a mark. Don’t worry. Beatrice wouldn’t be angry since it would be covered by her collar later.