Adriana's POV

A smirk played on Diego's lips, a flicker of something dangerous in his eyes. “You don't remember?”

My heart pounded in my chest, a sense of unease settling over me.

“I can only remember you saving me at the party, then…. nothing. My mind is still foggy.”

Diego leaned forward, his presence suddenly overwhelming. “You will definitely remember it all soon.”

My heart raced, mortified by my drunken behaviour.

He stood up, towering over me, his shadow ...