Kristina's Threats.

Kristina's Threats.

Karissa's POV.

"Fuck Me, Marcello!!"

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"Gasps…"

The beautiful morning sun shone brighter than any other day. The cool dawning breeze that blew into my room through the windows too wasn't the kind that I couldn't enjoy.

It was a brand new day in the UK, where we had visited for our short Vacation. Truth is I wasn't happy coming here, but after the beautiful fun time with Marcello the other night, I was certain I was going to love it in the UK with him right beside me.

It felt as though he had changed since we got to the UK. He became so freaking nice all of a sudden and I kept wondering what must have softened his heart though.

With my face turned to the coffer ceiling in the room and wearing a smile on my face, I wished to see Marcello again, I wished to feel his lips on my lips as a morning gift.

I stretched my hand to the right side of the bed with my eyes still closed. Not that I was sleeping but lady night imagination just wasn't going to get off my he