Christina Dobulski's POV
My head was throbbing loudly as I was tossing and turning in my sleep. My eyes were being hit with sunlight that I was groaning in my sleep.
"Bella, if you don't get out now, I will make you," a voice that has been haunting my dreams since I was in Italy was being so close to my ears. I groaned again as I was pulling the pillow to hide my face. The voice chuckled.
"Christina," it said and before I know it, it was too surreal to be a dream and when I opened my eyes, Tony was smirking in front of my face.
"Argh!" I shouted before I was stepping away from him. He was amused by my reaction before I looked around the room. This was not my room, this was…
"Glad you finally wake up to join me for breakfast," Tony said as he was pouring some tea into the cups as he was looking at me. I was looking down on my body. I have fully clothed which means I did not do anything stupid last night.
What a bummer. Wait, why was I saying that?