Y/n's POV

I finally finished packing my suitcase and stood up with my hands on my hips. Man this is hard! Why don't people consider packing up to be a workout?! I stood there with sweat drenching my shirt as I tried to catch my breath. Luckily, I had already planned on wearing a different shirt when we left since this one is now soaked through. Just then, my fiancé walked in.

"Hey Y/n. You all packed?"

"Yup. All packed and ready to go Michael! Man, packing really sucks!"

He chuckled before picking up two of my suitcases and bringing them down the steps.

"All right Bill, once we get the rest of the suitcases from upstairs we'll be ready to go!"

Bill and some other men head up the stairs while Michael and I made our way to the limo. Once everything was loaded, we finally headed out into the night.

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It's been five days since we landed in Liberia and I must say, this place is so beautiful! The locals especially are super nice and have been showing us around their beautiful homeland. Today, Michael and I are visiting a village and Michael can't hide his excitement.

"Isn't this amazing Y/n?! We get to see what other peoples' lives are like!" Practically jumping off the walls, he held on to my hand and pulled me to the front door.

"I agree Michael, but I'd agree more if you didn't try to rip my arm off before we got there." I chuckled.

He apologized and started lightly skipping instead. Laughing, I joined him as well, the two of us skipping hand in hand like two preschoolers until we got to the door. Michael stopped and cleared his throat then struck a gentlemanly pose to feign seriousness, making me double over in laughter. Pretending like we weren't acting like children one second ago, we walked outside to the car fairly composed and waved at the crowd before stepping into the limo. Immediately upon the doors closing, Michael and I burst out into fits of hysterical laughter.

The entire ride, Michael and I snuggled up against each other as we admired the scenery from the windows. At long last, we finally reached the village. A crowd of people was already waiting for us upon our arrival bearing baskets of flowers and fruits. As we got out, the people started cheering and gave us the gifts they had for us. Michael and I smiled at the sight and let the villagers lead us into their homes.

Michael's POV

After spending just a few hours with them, Y/n and I felt like we were having the best time of our lives! Upon our arrival, they took us to a house where all this delicious food was arranged. To say I loved it would be an understatement! Once we were done, the children dragged me and Y/n to play with them. Everyone was smiling and laughing as we all danced and sang together, ending our session with a big group circle around a campfire as the sun was just beginning to set. It was now I truly understood why this place is known as the land of the free as I have never felt this liberated like I did now.

The young girls present then whispered something to Y/n who nodded her head. They dragged her away to this other house with women, leaving me worried for her. I was about to follow until I was pushed back, being informed that was a place for ladies only. Reluctantly, I backed off but still felt worry for her.

Awhile later, the doors to that house finally opened. Immediately, I stood up and rushed to the door only to stop as my jaw almost hit the ground. Standing before me was Y/n dressed in a traditional Liberian outfit and jewelry, accenting her body and glinting in the firelight. My eyes scanned her multiple times head to toe, not getting enough of the vision of beauty in front of me.

"Do you like it Michael?"

My senses vaguely picked up on the others giggling as I stood in shock. Finally regaining autonomy over myself, I walked over to Y/n and took her hand in mine, kissing it.

"You look absolutely ravishing."

I pulled her to my side as we walked back to the group just as they finished the setup for our dinner. My hand rested on her waist, giving it a squeeze to let her know just how much I loved her look. As we took our seats, I made sure Y/n sat right beside me. When no one was looking, I leaned over and whispered to her.

"As much as I love that outfit on you, I'm gonna need to get you out of it later." I discreetly placed her hand on my bulge to show her just what exactly she's doing to me, hearing her gasp as I bit my lip and winked at her. As if I hadn't just done that, I began eating and conversing with the villagers, laughing along to whatever they were telling me. But my mind couldn't stop thinking about my Y/n. My Liberian girl.

Ok, I have an important question for y'all. Yes, there's gonna be another part, but do y'all want the next chapter to be smut or should I skip the steamy seggs?