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Isabella 102

The flight over here was numbing and I was glad we were finally on the ground. The hotel we were lodged in felt more like a palace than a suite and Mr. Hashimoto was kind enough to get me new wears. To my surprise, all of the clothes they brought were my size.

"They really know how to treat people here," I told Damien as I went through the clothes laid out on the bed.

"I am glad that you like it," Damien said but his voice sounded distant.

"What is it?" I asked him. He sighed as he looked at me.

"I wanted to bring you here after the wedding, there are many beautiful places that I wanted to take you," He told me.

"You could still do that, after all we are here for business," I told him.

"I do not want to take you under supervision," He replied.

He saw my confused look and explained further.

"There is a tour guide waiting to take us anywhere we want but we are not tourists, Isabella," He told me.

"So the tour guide is part of the babysitting squad,"