52

WILLOW

I feel a kiss on my neck as I open up my eyes. I try to figure out who it is but I can’t seem to see his face because of the darkness. My eyes blindly searches for his face but I can’t seem to have a hold of the person. The precise place he kissed feels wet and I take that coldness extract his coldness and it can give us something good.

I try to hit my opponent but he doesn’t reply. What is wrong g with Luciano this light. His he going to us his enormously high men boot to scare me to death.

“Luciano?” I can and he doesn’t reply.

“Why do you have to call his name all the time? When I am clearly the one next to you,” Kenzo says and my eyes widen.

I sit up from the bed immediately with sweat drops on my fore head. the space next to me is empty. I check the time on my phone and I realize it is still one in the morning.

Now Kenzo is looking for ways to torment my dreams but I will turn out to be better and bigger than him. His plans against me with back fire and hit himsel