Marissa groaned softly, as she felt her body stretching and relaxing against the softness of her bed, one that made a smile graced her face because she has never really had such a good sleep in a while.
The mattress was a huge help since her hand patted the bed, relinquishing its softness, that had it been she wasn't pressed, she wouldn't have woken up from her sleep, until something clicked and she sat up with a jerk.
This isn't her room.
Her mind went back to start generating records of what happened, and without stressing her mind further, what happened between her and Giovanni in the last few hours came flashing in front of her eyes like a movie.
That's it!
He kidnapped her.
