Dalia’s POV It was not as hard to leave Amber in the care as I thought it would be. She was already feeling sleepy and waved sleepily as the lady carried her away. “You’ll be there when I wake up?” She asked and my heartstrings tugged. “Of course, Princess. I’ll be there when you wake up”
Dalia’s POV The rest of the evernig was calm and everyone had the time of their lives. By the time of our lives, I mean Chelsea and Damien flirting unashamedly, Amber getting excited when she sees something she likes, Alexander looking so relaxed and amazing in his suit and me, well, just bein
Alexander’s POV I heard the door to the room Dalia was open and my jaw dropped when I looked in that direction. If there was a word that describes how she looked in that moment, I’m sure I had never heard of it. Amber, whom I was having a conversation with looked in her direction too and
Dalia’s POV Our suite definitely emerged out of a movie because there was no way I was standing in such a magnificent space. Italians just have a way to make everything surreal. There were two rooms in the suite, a very large living area overlooking the city, a dining area and a kitchenett
Dalia's POV Italy is a very beautiful country. The environment and people are so gorgeous, I definitely forgot why we had to take a vacation in the first place. It was evening by the time we landed in Italy and the way the city lit up had me squealing like a child. “Chels, it's so beautif
Dalia’s POV The plane ride was a bit rough, but it was also more than what I expected.. When we got to the airport, Chelsea and Damien were still not there and I might have gotten an idea of what made them arrive later than we did. We left the house at the same time after all. My suspicio
Alexander's POV “I fucking need information on him. Get it through her, dig into their past, fucking round up their family members and interrogate any of them if you have to. I don't care if you travel to everywhere they have ever been to get information. Just get me something”, I said angrily
Dalia's POV “Chelsea, we'll be late”, I called out to her as I got downstairs. “Bitch, please, it's a private jet. We CAN'T be late”, she shouted back. “Quit being sassy and get yourself down here. Also, watch your language, there's a child in the house”, I shouted back. I swear, that woman d
Alexander’s POV I looked at my angel sleeping peacefully beside me and my heart constricted painfully. I gently detangled myself from her without waking her up and rolled onto my back, facing the ceiling. Why now? The question I've been asking myself popped up in my head again. I alr