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A scrumptious aroma of freshly baked pastries flooded the room and Scarlett stirred, responding to that divine scent. She felt the gentle warmth of the sun on her face as she lazily turned on her side, hearing the sweet sound of waves crashing.
It felt as if she was floating on a cloud. She hasn’t had a good sleep like this since like forever. She brought one of the fluffy pillows in her arms, hugging it tightly. The nice smell of coffee invaded the air and she dreamily opened her eyes.
“You slept well, chérie?” The husky feminine voice brought her out of her reverie.
Scarlett abruptly sat up, her heart racing madly in her chest. She widened her eyes, gawking at the gorgeous green-eyed devil who was draped in a bathrobe, a cigarette in hand, coffee in the other as she was s
