Chapter 37

• Adonis's brilliant white limo drove into the large expanse of his compound and slowly came to a halt. The day was still bright, as it was the early hours of the evening.
• It was quite a quiet drive as Delaney sat unmoving beside him, looking absentmindedly at the busy roads until they took the left turn leading to the lonely road to his house.
• He had gone to pick her up at her place of work that evening. It had been awkwardly quiet.