Chapter Fifty-Seven

No perspective

Maria's eyes flutter as she opened and tried to roll over. She couldn't due to certain hands wrapped around her. Blinking a couple of times to see clearly from her foggy sight, she saw Alesso holding tightly on her waist with his face buried in her breasts.

"Pervert," She muttered to herself tilting her head to see the time.

It was just seven in the morning meaning they had an hour before breakfast. She ran her fingers through Alesso's hair gently while the other traced along his back.

She creased her brows when she felt a few rough textures making her wonder what it is. She lifted her head a bit to look at his back and gasped making Alesso, eyes snap open.

He got up from her chest, pulled a gun from under his pillovw and scanned the room and then look back at Maria with a worried face. Seeing nothing he tugged the gun back. He keeps a gun under the pillow? She thought.

"What is it?" He started to look at her body for any injuries forgetting she is still naked under the