Wet Nights
Dom replied plainly, his expression unreadable—fuck him, he's always like this, acting all cold and programmed.
"Just sit down. I'll go get him." He added.
Despite my suspicion, I stepped in anyway, I clearly don't have an option either. If I try to fight it, Dom could simply pick me up and forcefully toss me into the room, so it's better I just walk in myself.
Dom is like a robot, he does everything Bishop asks of him, no matter what it is that Bishop sent him to do.
My eyes kept scanning the strange room. It was dimly lit with no windows, just ACs hanging at every corner of the extra large room.
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