Marcel woke up first from the cold air filtering into the room, Moving closer to the warm scent for solace,
He remembered last night, the passion and the lovemaking were endless, almost felt like a dream,
Which made him immediately open his eyes taking hold of his surroundings and folding right to Vanessa like she was going to vanish
Before he calmed down, his eyes scanning her turn features couldn't believe she was his again, at least he hoped she would be,
He then carried her strands filters on her face, feeling her move closer as she searched for the familiar heat, the mafia couldn't help but cool, her antic reminding him of Matteo, who he had yet to form a good bond with.
He had missed a lot already and wanted to be in their lives for as long as life let him, but for now, he
