MICHELLE’s POV.

The scent of something yummy filters into my nostrils and I slowly open my eyes to see Enzo dropping a tray of breakfast on the bedside table.

My face breaks into a smile as soon as I see him, he is my morning dose of happiness.

He is dressed in a gray suit and his hair is pulled back in a neat bun, I genuinely can not take my eyes off of him. How can one look so good even in the morning?

“Good morning princess” he says and presses a kiss on my lips.

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