I stiffened when the familiar scent of cinnamon filled my nostrils. It was Luciano.
I felt his hand pulled on the covers and immediately pretended to be asleep. I felt his gaze on me, a deep one.
His large hand touched my nose and I felt sparks. Not letting him continue, I turned my back to him and pulled the covers back over myself and shunned him.
I wasn't going to let him do what he wants neither would I give in to whatever he says. It was like I was chanting this words in my head as I didn't trust myself on not giving into him.
"Serena" He called.
I heard his voice, his voice was my greatest weakness, it awakens something in me I never thought I had.
"Serena, look at me" He spoke again his hoarse voice cooling my insides but I didn't want to face him. I might just let it out and
