Savage Surrender

Dario lifts me up from the kitchen island in his arms like I’m a doll and walks up the stairs to the bedrooms as if he is familiar with the place. I am about to ask him just that when he grunts,

"Which one's yours?"

I point towards my bedroom with my finger and as soon as we’re inside the said room, he throws me on the bed. I bounce on the mattress, then attempt to sit up. I’m slammed back down wh