Isabella's pov
A loud thud woke me up followed by a string of curses. I tried to ignore it and snuggled into the soft fabric of the covers. After a few minutes, a soft hand brushed my cheeks, sending sparks through my body.
Damien.
His large hand caressed my cheeks lightly and brushed the hair from my face. I leaned against his touch and enjoyed the feeling.
"Baby, wake up. It's time to leave." His soft voice made me sigh in content. How can he be called cruel and ruthless. He is such a sweet mate!
I mumbled some words, that definitely made no sense to him, or even me. I heard him chuckle and kiss my eyes. "Wake up princess. Everyone left already. We are already late." At those words my eyes flutter open.
The first thing I see, is the bright smile on his face. He leans in and gives m
