BRIANNA

Diego seemed to notice the fright on my face and didn’t seem so pleased. He placed his hand on my jaw.

“What's the problem?” His lips curled together, and he had his eyes glued to me.

“What place is this? Is this the party you brought me to?” I asked, my voice shaky and filled with fear, though I managed to conceal it under a thigh facade.

He sighed and nodded his head. Confusion grew in me again. What did his nod mean? I wanted to ask him more questions, but I didn't want to appear weak and frail.

“Relax! You seem so tense. I am here to return...