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"Why did you bring me to that place?" asked Deric.

The smile on Caraline's lips suddenly faded. The woman snapped in annoyance. Deric was the most insensitive man she had ever met. Compared to all the men who had tried to get close to her over the years, why was she infatuated with Deric?

"You're good at ruining things," Caraline snapped.

"I'm just a little confused." Deric shrugged his shoulders.

"Shut up!" Caraline clucked, moving behind the wheelchair, and pushing Deric forward. Her current destination was her room. The woman had prepared everything she needed to carry out her mission.

Caraline pressed the password. The door automaticcaly opened. The room, which had been dark, became light. It was spacious with a king-sized bed, a large TV, a sofa, a closet, and other amenities.

Caraline placed Deric in the center of the room facing the sofa. The woman picked up the guitar and placed it on the man's lap, while she kept the bottle of water on the small table near the chair.

Caraline