*Ariana’s POV *
It wasn’t long before Kian worked his way through the crowd and stopped in front of me.
“Let’s go.”
I was too tired to argue. I just nodded and followed him out without a word.
He opened the passenger door for me, waited until I slid in, then shut it and walked around to the driver’s side. The drive started out quiet, smooth, the city lights blurring past.
Then he turned.
Not onto the main road we came in on.
I frowned, sitting up straighter. “Where are we going?”
“Making a quick stop.”
Silence again.
A few minutes later he pulled into a parking spot in front of a place with frosted glass and neon lights. I read the sign twice to make sure I wasn’t seeing things: _Playthings & Pleasure_.
My eyes widened. “What is this place?”
“What place do you think
