I didn't fight Gabriel.
This guy was an adult, so I didn't have to tell him twice.
He wouldn't listen to me, so I let him be.
We might as well go to the spa that Gabriel and the resort manager was talking about.
I was already here in Casa Gabriel anyway, and I only have a few options here since I don't have any control in this place.
To Gabriel, there was a thin line between a beloved guest and a hostage.
He could either be the type of date to take me to a room and have his wicked way with me, or he could imprison me somewhere in the basement to kill me, squeeze my body in luggage before he threw me to the sea.
There was no in-between.
Gabriel can switch from the 'serial killer into serial dater' in an instant.
As I sewed my lips shut, I let him carry me to wherever place he desired.
