Adriana's POV I peeled my eyes open to stare up at a ceiling, my vision becoming more blurry as I squinted my eyes, trying to adjust to the new lights. What happened? With a painful groan, I sat up, ready to get up from wherever I was but froze when I noticed Dexter staring right at me, causing me to gasp before I crawled back on the bed. Wait, bed?! “What-” my breath hitched as I stared at the unfamiliar sheets on my legs before I darted my eyes around the familiar room. No, no, it can’t be. “How…” at this point, I could barely say anything and Dexter just sat still on the chair, right in front of the bed I was sitting on, his elbows firmly resting on his lap as he cocked an eyebrow at me. “It was about time you returned back to me, don’t you think?” his cocky attitude somehow pricked my nerves and I sent him a deadly glare, trying to remember what happened. All I remember is him backing me into a corner and then what happened? Did he drug me? Compelled me? When did I black ou
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