Vincenzo's POV
As I woke up, the only thing I could remember was her face, and as my eyes opened, it was the first thing I saw.
When I caught her stealing my caramel, she looked like a small adorable kid whose candy has been snatched away. At that very moment, I badly wanted to have the caramel from her lips but I had to control my urges.
Last night, when she climbed into bed with me, I couldn't resist the urge to gaze at her captivating features. Undeniably, she was beautiful, reminiscent of a small kitten, adorable when calm but capable of becoming fierce when provoked.
Her fierceness reminded me of the way she is going to react if she finds us in the position we are currently in.
In the middle of the night, when she was in bed with me, she started mumbling, attempting to free herself again, but her words came out as muffled screams. They were not as loud as when she was screaming on the floor.