Diana.
The darkerness greeted me when I slowly opened my eyes. One thing that I would never do was sleep without the light off, so I sat up, screaming for help as loud as I could. What made it worst was the movement of something heavy by the side.
A huge hand covered my mouth, urging me to keep quite as it was late. "It is me, Diana." The voice said, the one that I recognized immediately and the light in the room came up.
"What am I doing here?" I asked him the moment my breath steadied. This wasn't my room, and my bed. I was sleeping on the bed that I had fantisied about earlier, f**k me. "Why am I in bed with you? What did you do to me?" I bombarded him with the questions that I already had answers to, because I knew one thing was for sure about him, he was never going to touch me wit
