Chapter 52
- The leather covering the padded car seat made Victoria's clothes slide, tossing her body from side to side as Damiano spared no speed in each curve he took.
- “It feels like you're trying to kill us,” the redhead asked, slightly irritated, noticing how the elder drove the vehicle at an absurdly high speed.
- “Would that be so bad?” He joked, unaware of how Victoria wasn't up for his dark humor.