#Chapter53

An Italian's Escort Lover(IRS Book2)

Phoebe Point of View

Thirteen Years. 

Thirteen years of painful hell and a pleasurable heaven. 

Life had a free time to lazy around so it threw me into hazards for a time pass. It was like my life was a good reader like me to make a tragic story out of me. 

Am I an unlucky one? 

Not really. If I was, then I wouldn't have met him... met my love. 

Am I a lucky person? 

Not at all. If I was, then I would've not been forced to go away from him. 

Such a luckily unlucky person, that I am now in a...