Dalia’s POV

Our suite definitely emerged out of a movie because there was no way I was standing in such a magnificent space. Italians just have a way to make everything surreal.

There were two rooms in the suite, a very large living area overlooking the city, a dining area and a kitchenette. Everything looked so perfect and there wasn’t a thing out of place. I was about to explore the area further when Amber stretched in my arms.

“Look who is awake”, i cooed and kissed her forehead. She yawned sleepily and rubbed her eyes.

“Dalia?” She asked in a small sleepy voice and I could feel my ovaries...