Literature
Il Mio Amato
Silver stretched his arms upwards as he sat on the bed. His teeth clanked gently, tongue then traced on his lips, wetting them after a peaceful night’s sleep. Red messy locks covered his forehead and even shielded his left eye His eyelids still felt quite heavy, but the young man had no intention of going to bed again.
His wife, however, had no intention of waking up early at all.
Lazily he turned his head to the side, woozily blinking eyes staring at the snoozing brunette beside him. “Kotone, wake up.” His left hand slid to her chin, the back of his fingers gently tracing along her delicate skin. “Amore, wa