Kayla's POV

Thankfully, Harrison didn't have the habit of having s.ex in the car.

He just pressed against me, kneading my breasts, making my skin turn slightly red beneath his palms.

The car quickly returned to the Westminster District, stopping in front of his mansion.

I quickly placed my hand on the car door, hoping to find an opportunity to escape.

"Thinking of running?" Harrison grabbed my hand, lifting me off the seat and not giving me any chance to escape.

He carried me briskly ...