v-Horror House

Raffa's POV

We stopped in front of a nice car. He still didn't let go of my hand and his grip was very tight as if he didn't want to let go. I have no escape from this.

"Angel, maybe look at this as interest on the debt you owe me. Okay?" I frowned because of what he said.

"Why is there interest on your loan? You're terrible!" I said to him annoyed. He laughed and walked over to the side of the car where the driver was sitting. The glass is tinted so I can't see what's inside.

"All debts have interest. Just like me, you have...