Marabella's POV
I fell asleep in Luca's arms on the way home. I vaguely remember him picking me up and taking me to our room. I felt him remove my shoes, then cover me up. "Rest, piccola", I heard him whisper, before I fully drifted off.
"La mia piccola principessa (My little princess), it's time to eat", I heard in a deep voice, as hands slid up my side. I gasped awake, as my hands shot to his wrist to stop him. "Hey now, bambina. It's okay, it's just me", Luca cooed. My heart pounded in my chest and my head throbbed. I panted heavily, trying to steady my breath.
Luca's hands cupped my face. "Breath with me, little one", he commanded. "In", he instructed, as he took a deep breath. "Out", he said, letting it go. He repeated this a few times, until my breathing matched his. "Good girl"
