Conquering His Cold Heart

168  Under the Moon

Anastasia and Caspian were now lying down hand-in-hand, breathless after the lengthy and fiery physical exertion.

The white sheet that they were sleeping on had patches of pink and red smeared on it. The colors got transferred when all those red petals got crushed and some even pulverized under the constant thrusting and slamming of their bodies on them.

Anastasia had no idea where her husband had tossed the pieces of her gown. At the moment, she didn’t care about them. As there was no one around to see, she was satisfied with barely covering her body with the sheer linen chemise that her husband had offered her after finishing their intense skin-to-skin exercise.

The chemise fell down to her thighs; her smooth legs were glistening under the silvery light, and so were her thin arms and her slender neck.

Though the cool breeze was blowing unhindered at this hour, her sweaty and hot body was pleased with it. The breeze would blow her unkempt dark ginger hair every now and then.

A few locks of her hair suddenly floated along with the breeze and rested on Caspian’s bare chest, but he didn’t mind it or bothered to remove it.

Anastasia’s eyes were fixated on the full moon that still shone brightly, while Caspian’s eyes were fixated on her face, which looked more beautiful than the moon.

From the corner of her eyes, Anastasia could see that her husband had been intently gazing at her for a while now. A smile blossomed on her lips and she asked him softly, “Do I look that captivating?”

“Is that even a question that you need to ask?” Caspian was quick enough to reply. "I can barely take my eyes off of you."

Anastasia turned to look at him and gave him an appreciative smile.

Caspian gently rubbed his thumb at the back of her hand and asked her, “You must be hungry after all that heavy exercise earlier. Shall I ask the maids to heat up your dinner, or maybe, ask them to prepare something fresh?”

“Hmm…” Anastasia hummed for a while and replied while a playful smile danced on her lips, “I’m already full after eating you... However, you had your dessert. So, I guess I will also have some a while later.” She instantly bit her tongue in embarrassment after hearing the words that came out of her mouth.

Caspian burst into laughter. He shook his head and asked his wife while continuing to laugh, “What did you eat for lunch today? Did you eat something funny? You have been acting strange today.”

Anastasia shyly smiled and covered her face with the palm that wasn't entangled with her husband's palm.

Caspian turned to face Anastasia and shifted closer in order to snuggle with his source of warmth. He spread out her arm in order to use it as the pillow, but he ended up resting his head on her soft chest.

Anastasia stamped her lips on his disheveled blond hair and began softly caressing his head as well as his bare back.

Caspian also put his arm around her and then closed his eyes.

The two of them didn’t share another word with each other. They simply enjoyed each other’s company which brought solace to both of their hearts.

After cuddling in silence for quite some time, Anastasia turned back to stare at the moon. She lifted her free hand in the air and spread her fingers as if she was going to capture the moon in her tiny palm.

Caspian also followed her hand and looked up at the moon. “You want to touch it?”

“I would touch it if I could,” Anastasia replied in her jolly voice while looking at the moon with one of her eyes closed and pretending to hold the moon between her fingers.

“Hmm… I cannot take you there to the moon, but I can definitely get you closer to it.” Caspian abruptly sat up and looked down at his wife. He then said with a huge grin on his face, “How about a quick dance under the moon? Do you trust me enough to dance in the air?”

Anastasia knitted her brows in tune and skeptically replied, “Er… I do trust you, but... the thought of dancing with no firm place to put my feet on scares me a little.”

“You don’t have to worry about that.” Caspian immediately got up on his feet to gather the clothes that were scattered all over the roof.

Anastasia sat up and keenly watched her naked husband picking up all of her clothes first.

He brought that pile of clothes to his wife and knelt down in front of her. He rested his palms on Anastasia's knees and then tried to convince her further, “I won’t spin you around or let you put a strain on your body. I can’t explain it now, but I promise it will work. And of course, I would never let go of you.”

Anastasia felt as if her heart just did a backflip inside her chest.

‘Dancing under the moon… in the air…. That’s going to be even better than what was written in that romance I read!’ she screamed with excitement in her mind.

Caspian could clearly see the excitement on her face. She was smiling like a hopeless romantic. So, he squeezed her knees and said, “Let me get dressed first. And I will help you with your gown.”

Before Anastasia could nod her head, Caspian rushed like a gust of wind and ran around like a hurricane for a few seconds. After gathering his clothes, he began to dress himself up.

Anastasia got up on her feet when Caspian was about to button up the cuffs of his shirt. “Let me help you,” she extended her arms and offered to help.

“Sure, wife.” It was now his turn to grin like a hopeless romantic. He happily held out his arms.

Anastasia helped him with his cufflinks and then also helped him to tuck his shirt inside his trouser.

When her hand mistakenly touched his bottom, he jumped and teased his wife, “Ow! You are enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“No, I’m not!” Anastasia’s hand moved faster than her brain, and she slapped her husband’s bottom. She was surprised by her own action, however, she acted as though she did that on purpose. She flipped her hair with some fake attitude and said, “Maybe I am enjoying it. So what?”

Caspian raised his brows and gave her a surprised look. He chuckled and said again, “You definitely ate something funny in the afternoon.”

She flipped her hair using her hand this time. She was constantly maintaining an absolutely straight expression on her face but was struggling to suppress her laughter on the inside though.

Caspian grabbed his wife’s wrist and slammed her into his chest. He cupped her cheeks and pecked her lips. Then he playfully asked, “Either that, or you are a completely different person who is disguised as my wife.”

Anastasia was now unable to control herself and burst into laughter.

After getting fully dressed, Caspian also helped Anastasia with her gown. He also ran his fingers through her messy hair, which was enough to make it look tidier than before.

When both of them were ready, Caspian elegantly held out his hand while giving a subtle bow to his wife. Then he asked, “My wife, may I have a dance with you?”

Anastasia held his palm with equal elegance. She curtsied him and politely answered, “Yes, my dear husband. I would love to have this dance with you.”