113. "Business matters?"

Chapter 113

Isla’s pov

I stirred in my sleep, my eyelids fluttering open gently. I blinked a few times, disoriented by the early hour. Then I turned to the other side and my eyes landed on Dario.

It was unusual for me to wake up before him; he was always the early riser, who ended up wandering off somewhere leaving me to question his whereabouts. But, I guess today was different. Today, I had found myself waking up before him, feeling oddly refreshed and energized.

I returned back to reality, and my eyes fell upon Dario's sleeping form next to me. His tousled hair framed his peaceful face, and the steady rise and fall of his chest indicated deep slumber. I couldn't help but smile at the sight. He was so handsome, and with his perfect face and physique just by looking at him I was mesmerized. It was like I was staring at a piece of artwork.

During my moment of observation,I reached out to brush a strand of hair from his forehead, my touch as light as a feather in-order not to wake