Chapter 132: Day With Freya... A Break At Rhode Island...

As the sun rose, its golden light spilled into the bedroom, marking the arrival of morning.

Jojo slowly opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling as he regained his senses.

Beside him, Freya was still asleep, her arms loosely wrapped around him, her breathing soft and steady.

The two of them lay completely bare, their bodies covered only by the white quilt draped over their waists.

Smooch—

Jojo leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on Freya's forehead before carefully slipping out of bed.

He gently pulled the quilt over her, ensuring she remained warm, before heading toward the bathroom.

As he disappeared inside, closing the door behind him—

Freya cracked one eye open and watched his retreating figure.

Her gaze lingered for a moment.

And then—

"Fuck! What am I even thinking?!"

She hurriedly buried her face in a pillow, her cheeks burning red as the events of last night flooded her mind.

She had been so bold… so direct.

And all because of Rosalie and Alice's endless teasing and encouragement the day before.

It was do or die of embarrassment, they said.

So, she had taken the plunge.

And to her shock—

Jojo had gone all in after realizing that she, too, was bonded with him.

'Ugh… I must've looked so desperate… What if he had said no? That would've been humiliating!'

Freya clutched the pillow tighter.

Feeling the dull ache from last night's intensity, she slowly sat up, leaning against the headboard with a tired sigh.

"Who would've thought… he'd be such a dominant beast in bed?"

Her fingers lightly traced her swollen lips, a small smirk forming on her face.

"Guess having multiple wives suits him, after all."

She let out another sigh, but this time, it carried a hint of satisfaction.

Her gaze drifted down to her lower abdomen.

Her lips curled into a mischievous smile.

"He came quite a lot last night…"

She pressed a hand to her stomach, her mind wandering toward a dangerous thought.

"I wonder… if I'll end up pregnant?"

Her smirk deepened.

"And if I do…"

A soft, devious chuckle escaped her lips.

"What face will Hope make when she finds out her boyfriend got her aunt pregnant?"

The mere thought of her dear niece's shocked reaction sent amusement bubbling up inside her.

And so, with her body still sore and her mind filled with mischievous musings, Freya lay back down, waiting for Jojo to return.

Half an hour later, Jojo stepped out of the bathroom, a towel draped around his shoulders, only to find the bedroom empty.

Freya was gone.

Her clothes, which had been scattered across the floor the night before, had also disappeared.

In contrast, Jojo's own clothes were now neatly folded and placed on the bed—a clear sign that Freya had taken the time to tidy up before slipping away.

With a knowing smirk, he grabbed the clothes and tossed them into the laundry corner before picking out a fresh outfit from the wardrobe.

Dressed and ready for the day, Jojo made his way to the kitchen.

Until now, meals had always been prepared by Jenny, Freya, or one of the girls—he had never really needed to cook for himself.

But today was different.

Freya had mentioned that the others wouldn't be around, leaving just the two of them alone in the house.

Apparently, Rosalie and Alice had planned this in advance—something Freya had admitted last night when she told him about the bond they now shared.

So, with that in mind, Jojo decided to prepare breakfast himself.

After a bit of effort, he managed to cook a simple breakfast—

Fried eggs, sausages, baked beans, and toasted bread.

Satisfied, he carefully set the table, making sure everything was in place.

Just as he was finishing up, Freya descended the stairs, freshly bathed and dressed for the day.

She paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Jojo setting the table, and a small smile formed on her lips.

Joining him at the table, Freya exchanged a few playful teases before they both started their meal.

Even though the breakfast was simple, Freya couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart.

She knew cooking wasn't Jojo's thing, yet he had made an effort just for her.

And somehow, that simple gesture meant more than anything.

As they ate, their conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and easy companionship—

A quiet yet perfect morning between the two of them.

As they ate and chatted, the conversation drifted toward taking a break from their usual routine.

"How about taking a break from all this?"

Jojo suggested.

Freya paused for a moment, considering his words.

She knew Jojo had a point.

Ever since she took over as head of DMC Headquarters, while Jenny was reassigned as the head of Creative Child Productions, she had been working nonstop.

Even though her assistant, Leah, helped ease the workload, Freya was still constantly busy—absorbing everything she could about the supernatural world.

Meanwhile, Jojo had been taking it easy, only stepping in for Level 3 or 4 supernatural cases or particularly complicated ones.

That tiny guilt was enough to make him want to do something for her.

"Hmm…"

Freya hummed thoughtfully, resting her chin on her hand.

Jojo was right.

She had been so caught up in work that she never even considered taking a break.

Now that he brought it up, maybe… a short trip wouldn't hurt.

"If I do take a break… how about you accompany me?"

Freya suggested with a small smile.

She then added,

"Let's take a short trip to Rhode Island."

"Rhode Island?"

Jojo raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

Freya nodded.

"I heard from Klaus once… He has a small farmhouse there. It's still being looked after by one of his servants,"

she explained.

"I've always wanted to spend a few days on a peaceful island. But with everything going on—my family, work, and all the supernatural madness—I never got the chance."

Her voice softened as she admitted,

"I think this might be the perfect time."

Jojo listened, a small smirk forming on his lips.

She rarely expressed personal wishes like this.

"Sounds good,"

he agreed.

"Let's invite the others too."

Freya chuckled.

"Of course, you'd say that."

And just like that, their unexpected getaway was set in motion.

Two days later…

Since nothing major had happened, Jojo and Freya were ready to leave for their trip to Rhode Island.

Leah, Freya's assistant, would be joining them, while Jenny would temporarily take charge of DMC until they returned.

However, Alice and Rosalie decided to stay behind in Forks due to Bella's pregnancy.

For the past few weeks, Bella had been under tight security at the Cullen house, with everyone taking turns to guard her.

Alice's gift of foresight made her crucial to Bella's protection, and even though she was reluctant to be apart from Jojo, she knew her presence was needed here.

Rosalie, on the other hand, didn't trust Edward to keep his head straight.

"If I take my eyes off my little brother, he'll do something stupid and ruin all the effort we've put in so far,"

she had grumbled.

Ever since Bella became pregnant, Edward had been on edge, constantly on guard and stressing everyone out.

So, Rosalie decided to stay back to make sure he didn't do anything reckless.

"Call me the moment you land in Rhode Island, got it?"

Rosalie stood in front of Jojo, hands on her hips, her expression stern as she gave orders like a general.

Jojo chuckled.

"Sure, baby. I'll call you the second I land,"

he promised.

Without waiting, he pulled her into a hug.

"Tch—"

Before she could react, he leaned in and kissed her.

Smooch~

"Consider this enough until I return,"

Jojo teased, flashing a grin.

Rosalie snorted, trying to act indifferent, but her blush betrayed her.

"Don't forget about me!"

Alice, trying to imitate Rosalie's serious act, crossed her arms and attempted to look imposing.

"Even though I can see you through my visions, I still want you to text and call me whenever you have free time."

Jojo smirked.

"How could I ever forget my cute pixie?"

He pulled Alice into his embrace, playfully tugging at her cheeks before showering her with greedy kisses.

Alice let out a giggle, clearly enjoying the attention.

Satisfied, she nuzzled into his chest, knowing she'd be counting down the days until he returned.

After saying goodbye to the Cullens and Jenny, Jojo, Freya, and Leah hopped into Rosalie's car and headed for the airport.

Their trip had officially begun.

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