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FRANCESCA's POV Fucking asshole, I thought as I glared at him. His back was turned to me and I only assumed that he was taking a rest. To think that I had been worried about him, thinking that something had maybe happened. Marco had been extremely wrong about his feelings for me. The only thing the grumpy man laying in the bed beside me felt for me was hate. I don’t know why I even bothered, I thought to myself “Asshole” I muttered As if he heard me, he turned, one hand grabbing me by the waist while I stifled a yelp. “What the f**k are you doing?” I whispered. His eyes were closed and his lips slightly parted. He was asleep and had not heard me like I thought. Our faces were inches apart and as my eyes observed his sleeping form, I could only think of how beautiful he was. He ha