❝𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲?❞ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋɴᴅ 𝙏𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙚

Since changing your modeling contract, you were living mostly in Brazil, with short trips to England and Spain. But Jude had been texting nonstop please come, I miss you, I need you here so you finally flew to Madrid for a little break.

Today, you went with him to his private dresser, the stylist’s villa where he was ordering new clothes. Guards were stationed nearby, making sure you were safe you knew the city could be dangerous for someone like you and Jude.

While Jude talked business with the stylist, you leaned against him, twirling a bracelet around your wrist, teasing him with little nudges. He was impossibly handsome, his perfume was walking sex, that effortless glow of his smile making your heart skip.

Jude: “Oi… stop playing around mature up yeah? You’re distracting me.” He said playful taking your legs putting them on his thighs you were wearing Christian louboutin heels

You laughed, resting your head on his shoulder, feeling his arm tighten around you. Even in the middle of his work, he couldn’t stop looking at you like you were the only person in the room.