Chapter 252 - Not Allowed To Stop

Santiago was in the kitchen, cutting the vegetables to prepare for dinner. It was the weekend and the staff was not around. Thus, he was left with the option to cook dinner as his wife couldn't cook. He felt someone snaking arms around his waist resting the head against his back. 

"What are you up to?" Santiago said, amused. He moved to wash the ingredients and she moved with him, refusing to let go. 

"I just felt like hugging you," Persephone murmured, her eyes closed. She was putting her daughter to sleep but right now she felt sleepy. 

"Then, you can hug me all you want after I finish making food," Santiago said in a soft voice. 

"I don't wanna let go," Persephone grumbled. "Can I hug you please?" 

Santiago tossed everything in the pan and cut the lid, lowering the flame. Turning back, he removed her arms from his body and picked her up in his arms. He placed her on the kitchen island and embraced her in his arms. He dropped a kiss on her forehead and another on her nose. 

"What happened baby?" He asked her. 

Persephone wobbled her lips and shook her head. "I just missed you."

Villain sighed and showered her face with kisses, still hugging her. "Do you miss me a little less now?"

Persephone stiffly smiled. "Don't you think that I'm such a mess? I can't even keep my emotions in check. Sometimes, I don't even know why I am crying or laughing. And right now, I am missing you despite the fact that we spend the day tangled in sheets. What should I do now, Santiago? I miss you a lot today." 

Santiago sighed and tucked the strand of her loose hair behind her ear gently. "Do you think I mind? You are the woman I love the most. There is nothing wrong with being a mess sometimes. Even if you are a mess, you are my mess. I do care if you miss me all the time. It's because I care enough to give you what you want. My love and tenderness. You don't have to do anything baby. Let me make you feel good." 

Persephone smiled despite having tears in her eyes. She sat in the same place while he cooked the food and fed her with his own hand. It was such a blissful feeling having him feed her. She could see his overflowing love for her apparent in his eyes. 

Of course, she loved him too. But she didn't have the answer for him. She wanted to wait for some more time. Because she didn't know what her memories would change for her. Thus, she was waiting for her memories to return. It was obvious even to her that even if she got her memories, she would be able to change her feelings for him. 

Right now, they were cuddling on the couch, watching her favourite show. It was a peaceful and tender moment for both of them. While she was watching the TV, he was staring at her face, trailing the freckles on her button nose. 

"Santiago, Angela is marrying Marco now? She divorced her toxic ex-husband," Persephone said. "Finally, the second male lead got a happy ending. I'm so happy for both of them. Ah, I didn't watch the show for a year in vain. I'm so satisfied with the ending." 

"Oh really?" Santiago murmured, playing with her hair. He didn't realise how it had been a year since they were together. Every day of the year they spent in this country was full of bliss. 

Persephone nodded, biting her nails. 

"So, what about now?" Santiago asked. "Your show ends today. What will you do now?"

Persephone pouted. "So, what if one show ended? There are lots of other shows to try. And many more will come in future." 

"You are right, many more will come," Santiago said with a nod. They spent one year together and many more years will come too. He just needed to win her. He had to show her how no one else could love her more than him. 

"Santiago, how about you pull some strings and help me meet Marco?" Persephone showed him the best puppy eyes she could make. "I want to see if he looks as handsome in real life as he looks in reel life." 

"Baby, who is more handsome? Your husband or that actor?" Santiago asked, not at all being jealous. 

Seeing Persephone hesitant, he felt something sour on his lips. He didn't remember eating anything sour for dinner. 

"Of course, you," Persephone said, making the barrel of vinegar happy. She caressed his face and added, "How can there be any man more handsome than you? Nope. It's not even possible." 

Santiago smirked and kissed her lips. Seeing her wanting to talk, he took the opportunity and pushed his tongue in her mouth. Their mouths moved faster and slower. Tender and harsher. She moaned as his hand cupped her breast. 

"Do you still miss me?" Santiago whispered against her lips. He kissed her neck, making her flushed. She was so beautiful when she was all red. 

"Is it a problem?" Persephone asked back. Her green eyes meet his beautiful blue ones. 

"How could it be?" Santiago murmured, kissing the corner of her mouth. "How can missing me be a problem? Do you know how many times I have wished you thinking about me? I want your mornings to start with me and nights to end with me hand over your waist and your head on my chest. I will be a happy man if you even think about me. Doesn't matter if it's just one second in the whole day." 

"Persephone, do you think I am a sick man?" Santiago then asked. "I always think about you. I can't stop obsessing over you." 

"You are not allowed to stop!" Persephone quickly said. She closed her eyes in embarrassment when she realised what she just had did.. She put palm on her mouth.