47 Epilogue 3

Third Person's POV

Sun rose early in the horizon, marking the beginning of another day. Its golden rays fell on the milky white walls of Romero Mansion casting away the darkness. The rays filtered through the clean water of the fountain and seeped into the open windows of the south facing mansion.

When the golden rays passed the white lacy curtains of the last room of the third floor, landed on the plush red carpet. Light dust particles danced in their path creating a sharp disturbance in dynamic atmosphere.

Lifting the warm covers off her face, Crystal smiled at the morning sun and yawned softly. Her silver eyes glinted in excitement for new day and blood red lips stretched to fullness. As quiet as possible, she tried to slide out of the covers when a hand grabbed her waist. In the next moment, she was pulled back into a solid chest and hot breathes fanned on the side of her face. Irritation dawned on her once excited features and a pout settled on her lips.