Enchanted By His Charm



Reaching out, Joseph pinched her nose gently and said, "You see that the whale can't get fish since he made a mistake, and you should also take some punishment. I have canceled all the travel plans here. We are going to leave here tomorrow."

"What? Do you really think you are also an animal trainer?" Irish sat up and resisted.

"No, I am not an animal trainer," Joseph said while gazing at her.

Irish followed his eyes and realized the blanket had fallen down. She flushed, taking over the blanket to cover her body.

"We will travel here again as long as you really learned a lesson from this dangerous experience," Joseph said while pulling her into his arms.

"Joseph, stop. Hey!"

However, before she could finish her sentence, Joseph was on the top of her body again.

Their trip ended when they stepped into the plane while Irish was only deeply impressed by the killer whale in the aquarium.

Joseph was a man who always kept his word. To let her remember her mistake, he ended their honeymoon trip, and they didn't step out to the hotel after that day. Irish was exhausted after several times of orgasms.

She fell asleep as soon as she got on the plane and she didn't even notice the destination on the ticket, because she was convinced they were going to get back to New York. However, when she took off the plane after a few hours of the trip, she found that they had arrived at La Paz, the capital of Bolivia. Shocked, Irish widened her eyes in astonishment. "Why did you take me here?" asked Irish pleasantly.

Joseph pinched her cheeks and replied softly, "I remember that I promised you before that I would take you here."

****

Uyuni was heaven. 

As they were circled into the rumor and attacked by the media, Joseph gave her a ticket to Uyuni and told her that he had arranged everything in Uyuni. She could spend the vacation as she wanted.

She heard of Uyuni, and she also longed for that place.

However, during these years, she had gone to many places but dared not go to Uyuni alone.

It was a kind of lonely beauty, especially for someone alone.

So, when Joseph hoped that she could travel to Uyuni, she thought of this kind of loneliness. She thought that two should go there, not just one.

Joseph agreed.

However, it didn't occur to Irish's mind that Joseph would focus on Uyuni for this honeymoon journey.

He always arranged everything quietly.

Maybe because of family connection, Irish was accustomed to being herself, and she had no sense of safety because of loneliness. She loved making plans and hated being constrained.

She once thought that she would fall in love with the kind of man who asked whether she was hungry and what she liked eating and then decided which restaurant to have meals in, not the kind of man who directly told her that he had ordered the restaurant.

Joseph was the latter.

He was strong and powerful, reasonable but serious. There would not be much room for negotiation in many things.

Such a kind of man was doomed to play a leading role in love.

He would not talk about dreams with her while chatting since he was clear about every road; he would not think of all kinds of ways to tease her like a boy while she was angry at him. In most cases, he would just comfort her and say, "It's okay." When she was dedicated to having a diet, he would urge her to have meals normally instead of flattering her that she was beautiful enough. He would not give up his work to surprise her, and the most he could do was to finish the work as soon as possible. He would not give up his principle just because of her decision. He had his own pride. He would be silent and angry and even be impatient with her different requests. He always told her not to do something in that way.

A peaceful man would make someone afraid.

It was such a kind of man who made her attached and changed her life little by little. He was changing her life and her habits, and gradually, his strong power and strictness became advantages.

He would take her to a restaurant directly when she was hungry, and every dish was her favorite. He would drape her a coat when she was cold and fill her with all his smell. He would give her his whole wallet to make her less lonely and tell her that she could buy everything she wanted. He would remember her words and then make her expectations real, just like now.

Now he put her dream Uyuni in front of her.

As they were in La Paz, Joseph didn't take Irish to Uyuni soon but let her have a rest and urged her to eat Rhodiolarosea. Irish knew that he aimed to prevent the altitude stress, so she just said that she had stayed in a mountain over 60,000 kilometers. For her, a place with only 40,000 kilometers was nothing to be afraid of.

Joseph touched her head and replied impolitely, "I will not let it happen for you to go to such a dangerous place."

"But I like climbing there," Irish complained.

Joseph took a glance at her, "Mrs. Dover. you've been married. Your health and safety are important to a family. It's also a request from me."

Irish couldn't help smiling.

After resting in La Paz, a friend in La Paz came to the hotel. It was a handsome Spanish man who talked and laughed with Joseph. Irish thought they would talk about business, but later Irish knew that Joseph had arranged him to pick up Irish last time.

As the man left, Irish held Joseph's neck and joked, "I would not refuse it if I had known that you have arranged such a handsome man as a company."

Joseph pinched her nose. She shouted. 

"Pblo is clear about morals." 

Irish covered her nose, resisting, "I didn't marry you at that time."

Joseph smiled widely, "He is also clear about whom you belong to." 

"Stop it." Irish wanted to stop the conversation while she felt sweet.

The other day, she flew to Uyuni with Joseph. As she arrived at Uyuni, a local came to pick them up and arranged a comfortable commercial vehicle and a fashionable off-road vehicle for them.

Pblo arranged the local, and he was called Ravitch, an air of 25 or 26 years old. Irish knew that Joseph could speak Spanish, but not her, so she was afraid that Joseph needed to be the translator for them. Ravitch told her, smiling, "I can speak not only Spanish but also English." Irish was so happy to hear that.

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