Alora groaned, coming round. She looked around the large room, one she didn’t recognise the bed had silk covers and pillows where the hell was she? “So you’re finally awake?’” His voice rang through the room as he closed the door behind him. He made his way over to the bed. She watched him, his muscles were something else, they looked like he was in the gym seven days a week training for sorting mysterious things. His hair is almost black in colour. She trailed down his six pack, he was half naked all he had on was shorts which looked like swimming shorts. But, why? there surely wasn’t a swimming pool around here. He sat on the bed. “How are you this morning Alora?” “Fine. Who the hell are you, and where the hell are we?” “We are in my room in my families mansion in Italy.” “You didn’t answered my fi
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