MARCO'S POV.

My eyes snapped open and my heart continued beating repeatedly. My breath was harsh and my brain was fuzzy. Seeing that it was a dream calmed me down a bit. I exhaled lightly and closed my eyes again before reopening them. I wondered where I was.

The room was beautifully decorated with posters of the owner's favorite artists. The room scent was orange and most of the designs in the room were orange too.

I then noticed the weight on my arm so I turned my head. What I saw stunned me. A young beautiful lady with half of her hair covering her face was sleeping close to...