Chapter 39 A Night With A Stranger

• Ella
• My eyes flutter open and I try to get up but I end up right back in bed. My body feels like I have been hit by a truck. Every muscle in my body screams in protest as I try to move. Adrian's impromptu training session has left me physically drained, and the soreness was a constant reminder of the challenges I was facing.
• The most irritating thing is having to drive at a crazy speed without him even giving me an explanation. Italian men are a bunch of assholes. From this moment forward I will judge them based on one man.