Anthony Nasser's POV
After a night with so much activity, in which I have felt every corner of my body feel pleased and grateful, Julieta and I sleep in the huge bed of the suite, f*****g together, my arms being guarantors that she is still here, asleep next to me.
I woke up a few minutes ago, and I couldn't stop gazing at her. It's a gift from Allah to have her, I'm proud of the man I am when it comes to her.
After a few seconds of looking at her and smiling at the thought of her sleepy gestures, she wakes up and looks at me sleepily.
"Good morning, beautiful." I greet her mischievously.
"I don't even know why I'm saying this... But I'm so lazy and sleepy, I'd be able to sleep all day." Juliet throws out in a tired voice.
"We can do whatever you want, my dear. Although, to my regre
