1st Person's POV

"WHERE are you taking me? Did I think dinner was at the mansion?" I asked as Luciel drove to where.

"We won't go there."

"But she's expecting me,"

"They?"

he scratched his eyebrow and left only his right hand on the steering wheel, he seemed to be running out of patience.

Oh, I'm really going to ask! I don't know if I can trust him.

"My family."

So, are they all there? I don’t know if I’ll even thank him for not sending me there.

"Where will we go?"

"Eat,"

I was stunned staring at him. "What?"

He turned to me for a moment. "What?" he asked,...