I woke up in the morning to an empty bed. Leo wasn't there beside me and I took a deep relieved breath as I stretched across the huge bed, trying to relish the few minutes of comfort before he barges in and starts driving me nuts again. He was so overbearing. It's seriously something he should go and get himself checked out for. I could barely sleep the entire night, crushed in the cage of his huge arms and body. And why the f**k was he so hot? His body was so hot that he might as well try and boil eggs on his skin.
"Good morning," Great. Here goes my peace. And sanity.
I threw the duvet over my head and pretended to sleep. I seriously needed my space. And recently, I have been turning out to be Leonardo Ammassari's own personal space. He never gets tired of manhandling me or touching
