Emery’s POV
I took my sunglasses off as soon as I got out of the car. A smile crept on my lips as I saw the fascinating view of the place I chose for our honeymoon. Amalfi Coast is the perfect choice, I’d say. Even if I have to spend a week in this place with my talkative and perverted fake husband, at least I can enjoy the place.
“Let’s go to the hotel first,” Terrence said after paying for the taxi.
I nodded and was about to grab my luggage when he got it first and looked at me. “Just lead the way.”
We entered the hotel and I just sat on the couch while Terrence walked towards the front desk to get a room. I crossed my legs while roaming my eyes around but when my eyes landed on the front desk, I slightly moved my sunglasses down to watch the annoying scene before my eyes.
