Rodrigo POVI wake up to the sunlight hitting my face, I’m still groggy, the drugs Rey gave me really did a number on me. Thinking about Rey I touch the space next to me, to feel if she is still by my side. Trying to turn, my arm feels restricted, I tug, trying to pull my wrist free only to realize it’s tied down. I’m immediately fully awake, I look at my wrist and notice its handcuffed to the bed. I jolt, look around the room, yanking on the cuffs, “WTF is this.” Groaning in frustration, cussing under my breath and what do I hear, I hear someone giggling at my predicament.“REYNA”, I’m yelling, I’m fuming and I’m pretty sure my face is red as hell.“No need to scream Mr. Reyes”, the smug undertone is clearly heard. I glare at her, and she continues to drink her coffee, sitting in the recliner, watching me.“Why the hell am I handcuffed again”, I’m growling at this stage, the anger is evident in my tone.“Oh, WOW, I’m so scared…” rolling her eyes, her words laced with sarcasm. She get
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