Anastasia Honchar's POV
so, we did it. We did it. I mean, I let him took me as his wife in everything. My body, my heart, and my soul. I could not be happier than anything. I was tossing and turning as I was slowly opened my eyes. I looked at the unfamiliar ceiling of the house or cottage that Marco has brought me last night.
Last night.
I giggled as I could not believe what he did to me last night. He has opened up something that I have been craving for him and he showed it to me with everything that he had. And I was to him. I turned to look at Marco as he was looking at me. His emerald orbs were glowing at me.
"Morning, cara mia," he said as he dipped his head toward me. He kissed me passionately that I can sense my heat was coming out from my core. I licked the lingering feeling of his lips. He smirked.
"What time is it?" I asked as I was stretching to get out of his hold. He let me.
