Kendell Marano Parker.
Guys, I'm in a fancy killing place! You won't even believe it!
We are in a resort, or those names, that the houses are all luxurious, and painted in white, without even a spot.
I mean it's at night, but I had already seen this place, somewhere and it was white as a cloud.
We arrived very late indeed.
Stop! It's awesome!
That's chic!
Oh my God! I'm so fascinated, I don't even care if the little boss is seeing the drool dripping out of my mouth.
It looks like a palace inside the other, and to improve it has food in bed, which is all ornate, like soap opera things.
- Did you like it? - The little boss asks for sure already knowing my answer.
But out of nowhere, I feel like crying, which I can't resist.
- Oh, love. You don't have to cry. - Liam pulls me to him, and that only increases my crying. - Does it hurt? - He questions worried this time.
- No. - I answer, but I can't stop crying and he stares at me worried.