Chapter 19. His Perverted Surrogate

Vivienne’s POV

The following morning came like the wind, The day dawned crisp and clear. The sun poured through my window. I shifted around on the bed feeling someone’s weight on my body.

“Stop it,” I mumbled as I slapped a hand or finger which was poking my face or feeling my skin. I wanted to open my eyes but I wanted to continue my sleep

“Is she real…look at her skin…her hair looks dolly like,” I heard someone say in my sleep and my brows crossed as I stopped moving. Was it a dream but it sounded real, more like there was a person in my room sitting on my bed looking at me with intense eyes, and when I thought about that and gathered all the possibilities? My eyes instantly flew open only to.

“Ahhh!” I screamed loudly and immediately kicked the person who was on me, staring at me with sharp eyes.

“Damn it girl,” I heard a groan coming from the floor and with heavy breathing, I quickly wrapped the sheets around my body and went on my