Chapter 31 To Love Life Again

Alexander Vittorio POV

I don’t dare move a muscle while Anya sleeps. I hold the love of my life, feeling the happiest I’ve ever been.

This is all I wanted.

With Anya in my arms, I process the shock of finding her and Vincent, and I form a plan to win Anya’s heart again.

My woman wants dates. She wants to be swept off her feet.

She better fucking brace herself because I’m bringing out the big guns.

I manage to dose off occasionally, and when the sun starts to rise, I carefully climb to my feet with Anya in my arms. Carrying her to the bedroom, I glance around her personal space before I place her down on the bed.

After I covered her with a blanket, I picked up the framed photo of her and Vincent.

They’re on the beach, and both have happy smiles. Anya is wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and Vincent has a little Speedo on. My boy is covered in sand.

I almost let out a chuckle.

Taking the photo, I glance at Anya’s sleeping face before I walk out of the bedroom. I check in on Vincen