I nod at Hunter, my eyes looking into his. I might be nervous, but I am not going to show it; and Hunter is not the one that makes me nervous, Diego does.

My lips form a small frown, a sign that shows that I need to finish whatever I am here for. I need to go home.

I need to relax and to watch a few shows like Sonny with a chance, starstruck, Let it shine or victorious. No one is too old for such shows and movies.

Hunter loses the smile he had when he sees my expression, he clears his throat and moves aside.

"Let us go inside. Diego is busy, but I am sure that he will give you a few minutes," Hunter murmurs when I get near him. "Ladies first." He says opening one side of the big expensive doors.

The door is thick and tall, I doubt if I can push it.

I step foot inside the mansion and my jaw drops. The place is not just beautiful, it's gorgeous and big.

There is artwork as I walk further inside and there are also portraits on the wall, there are hardwood floors and big floor to ceiling windows.

The whole place is decorated in perfection. I will not say much about the furniture cause I am not worthy, the furniture is modern, traditional and beautiful, let's not forget expensive.

I want to touch everything I see, but I do not, cause I know that Hunter will chop my hand off.

Hunter looks like he can do it, the man is too mysterious. Diego or Mr Martino is also mysterious looking, but the only difference between the two is that Hunter looks kinder and easier to approach.

"Diego is not in a good mood, and do not pay attention to his cold behavior. You will end up annoyed before this month ends, so do not pay attention to everything he does." Hunter murmurs as we near a door, the door is so big and heavy. This house has too many heavy stuff, but they are all so beautiful and attractive.

"I am not here to do any of that, Mr Martino's business is not my concern. But if he behaves in a way that I do not like, then I will be out of here." I reply as Hunter knocks on the door.

I hear Hunter chuckle, a grin present on his face.

"What's funny?" I ask, noises being heard on the opposite side of the door.

"It's funny how your face and mouth betray you. Don't involve yourself with Diego's life, focus on the case and not anything that involves him. You will hurt yourself in the end," He mumbles as footsteps are heard nearing the door.

"What about Diego? Are you not afraid that I will hurt him?" I ask, turning to look at him. He laughs a painful laugh, his eyes holding pain.

His laugh sounds like mockery to me. It sounds like he is laughing at me and not because of what I asked. I feel stupid watching him laugh.

"That can't happen," he says as the footsteps stop on the other side of the door. "Diego is in his own world. He has been hurt enough, and I do not think anything else can hurt him. And if you do manage to hurt him, then I will hurt you in return." I feel a shiver of fear pass through my body when I hear the threat that is present in his voice.

I want to give him a comeback, but the door opens at the exact moment.

I freeze when I see Mr Martino, his mere presence leaving me speechless.

The man is in grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt, the t-shirt sticking to him like a second skin.

My throat feels dry as my eyes take him in, which makes me swallow hard. My tongue comes out to lick my lips when I see the handsome man's face.

He looks so flawless, so good and fresh. He looks better than when he was in the hospital.

"Ms Rowland, welcome," Mr Martino says, looking at me with his intense black eyes, eyes that look lifeless. But there is something so familiar in them, it's like I saw them on someone else.

"Mr Martino, nice to see you again." I say, offering him a smile that he does not return. My smile slowly slips off my lips, not wanting to look stupid.

Diego moves away from the door, leaving space for us to walk through. He mutters the words come in and I slowly walk past him and into a office; a spacious and wonderful looking office.

The office is painted in gray, there are two white sofas and a coffee table on my left side and on my right side there is a big bookshelf which is full of books and different art pieces.

The center of the office has a big office table that has that expensive looking wood. I just want to spin on the white spiny chair, though, it looks so comfortable.

"I am not going to stay for this meeting," Hunter's voice interrupts my thoughts. "I need to give you guys space to talk, but call me when things become too much." He says looking at Diego. Diego gives him a small smile which Hunter returns.

Hunter and Diego seem close and I just love how protective Hunter is when it comes to Diego. I can see the brotherly love between the two.

Hunter leaves Diego and I in an awkward silence. Diego clears his throat, leading me towards the two sofas.

The sofa's are facing towards each other and so our eyes meet, but I slowly avert mine.

"Can I offer you anything?" Diego asks, but I nod my head negatively.

"I do not need anything," I slowly say getting my laptop from my bag, just to avoid the awkward silence.

"Ok. I know that you have some questions, and I am ready to answer anything you ask me," Diego says looking at me, which ends up making me nervous.

I nervously turn on my laptop, feeling anxious for whatever is about to happen.

"I really need to know what you did before we do anything," I murmur slowly looking up at him. I swallow as I see his cold eyes, clenched jaw and handsome yet scary face looking at me. But his eyes look so angry, so sad and yet so distant and lifeless.

I feel like I just poked the lion.