BRIA
I woke up when I felt some movement. My eyes met with the solid black wall making my sleepy form confused. My eyes widened when the familiar enchanting fragrance hit my senses. I craned my neck to see that I was being carried bridal style by none other than the devil himself. I shrieked in surprise, catching the attention of his, that made him stopped walking further.
"Why the hell are you carrying me?"
Silence.
"Uh, you were sleeping. I tried to wake you up but you were in deep sleep."
I glared at Cameron when he answered behalf of his boss.
"Then you could have carried me," I stated, pointing at Cameron.
He shook his head and pointed to his hand that was not fully recovered yet.
"Put me down!"
Silence
"If you don't put me down this instance then I will scream all dirty names to you in front of your men and-" That pig head dropped me on the ground before I finish my sentence.
"Ouch! What the fuck?"
God that hurts!
