"Dante, what are you still doing here?" I inquired, my eyes shifting from him to the impressive car. I couldn't help but wonder how he could afford such a nice ass vehicle. His parents must be wealthy!

He quickly got out of the car and circled around to my side, his movements swift and confident. With a charming smile, he opened the door for me, gesturing for me to step inside. "Get in, princess," he insisted, his voice filled with authority.

I gnawed on my bottom lip.

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