68 She's not my Wife

"Lina wake up," William said shaking her arm gently.

She opened her eyes to find the car had parked outside of a stunning villa surrounded by green hills as far as the eye could see.

A huge home, cream and orange in color with surrounding trees and terracotta slates on the peaked roof.

Every window had a balcony and powder blue shutters adorned each one. A colorful array of flowers decorated the face of the traditional villa, some climbing the walls and other hung from baskets.

A winding stone path took them up a grassy slope to the beautiful entrance where an older man greeted William with a handshake and ushered him inside.

Lina held Julie's hand tightly as they followed William inside and she whispered in Julie's ear, "Best behavior, okay Julie?"

The floors were covered in tiles, mixed in patterns of blue and white and the orange walls weren't completely smooth; some paint flaked off the corners and decorative, antique furniture filled the main foyer.