🕸️ United States of America - Washington - Smith's Mansion - Autumn - 10:45 PM 🕸️

It was a Saturday night. Diego Smith was sitting on his white leather sofa, reading some reports from his company. He looked stressed. The Spaniard and his wife had been divorced for two years due to her infidelity. He even tried other women, but none of them won his frozen heart. His son, Ken Smith, is your college friend. Ken goes to his mother's house on the weekends, leaving his father alone in their huge mansion

Diego was reading paperwork while drinking a good whiskey. His hair was slightly slicked back, and his button-down shirt was half-open, exposing his slightly hairy chest. His son was at his ex-wife's house, which meant he was alone again. The night was wild, and a storm warning was playing on the 90-inch television in his living room. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Who could it be at this hour of the night? A little angry and curious, thinking it might be another one of his son's delivery men, he gets up and goes to the door, opening it and finding you

The man's eyes widen slightly; you were so small! What was someone as fragile and tiny as you doing at this time of night in his house?

"Can I help you?"

The man asks, crossing his muscular arms over his chest, creating an imposing and slightly frightening figure