MACHO

You can trust on me, I'm a Macho man.

Adora's pov.

Tony and I loaded our bags at the boot of the black SUV that had come to pick us from the airport, so much had changed from when I was here the last time, the butler a short and stout man with short brunette and lovely brown eyes had politely offered to help us with our bags but we had politely declined, I let my eyes wander a bit at this place, amazed at just how much had changed within a short while, This place made me a little nostalgic when I thought of all the beautiful memories I had here.

I was jetlagged, hungry and tired, "Drop us at the nearest restaurant please." I requested the driver after I had got in, and he nodded, I slumped down on the seat a little, with the intention of resting my head and stiff neck for a while, I sighed tiredly and closed my eyes for a little bit, it had been a long flight and I needed some rest.