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12. My Favorite Person

Angioletto's Pov

An eventful morning it was. Watching my Oceane stir awake from sleep, having been graced by her first smile of the day after a month, sitting through an interesting and soul calming breakfast with her, and of course spending hours at the vet, getting tons and tons of items required to properly nurture her kitten.

It was a good morning.

And now, during the early hours of noon, I’m seated in the backseat of my car with my Oceane while my driver takes us back to my penthouse.

The silence is quite comfortable, considering how I’m not a fan of talking and my Oceane doesn’t seem to be in the mood.

“Gio?” Her tiny, sweet, melodious, delicate voice breathes out my name and God the feeling is amazing. So amazing that I have to shut my eyes and allow it settle in before humming in response.

“Why are you nice to me?”

Through the corner of my eyes, I stare at her, observing the downturn of her face. She’s not in a good mood and I can do nothing but wonder who would dare upset my
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