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Dion pops out of what seems to be a storage space, making me jump. “Shit! You startled me.”
He chuckles. “My bad. I wasn’t trying to scare you. Let’s take the G-Wagon.” He unlocks the doors, and I climb in.
“Do you mind taking me to Angelica’s? I’ll ask my driver to pick me up from there.” I wouldn’t mind getting a ride home, but I’m sure I’ll get questions once the guards tell my parents that a man dropped me off.
From the corner of my eye, I catch Dion’s amused smirk. “How old are you again? Please tell me you’re legal. I’m starting to question it.”
“Don’t be a smartass,” I argue. “I realize how this sounds, but you know how arranged engagements work in our world. If I’m seen coming home the morning after a night out with another man, it won’t bode well for me.”
“You’re not the confrontational type, huh?” he says, his tone slightly mocking. “From how you were at the club last night, I assumed you would take no shit from anyone, whereas you’re letting your family control your life.”
My blood curdles. “More like I know how to pick my battles,” I snap, crossing my arms at my chest and looking out the window. Fuck him. I don’t know why what Dion just said made me so angry. Maybe because it’s true.
“Someone is groggy this morning.”
“And you’re way too fucking chipper,” I spit.
He laughs as we pull out of the gates.
“Could you please stop fucking doing that?” I turn to glare at him.
“Doing what?” he replies, confused.
“Laugh. It’s irritating.”
Dion looks at me, dumbfounded. “Could you please stop fucking doing that?”
“Doing what?”
“Acting like a bitch.”
I gasp. “Excuse me?” Did he just call me a bitch?
“You heard me.”
“Let me out of the car.”
“No.”
“Let me out of the car, Dion,” I repeat, reaching for the belt buckle.
Dion slams on the brakes, bringing the car to an abrupt halt in the middle of the street. His hand grips the steering wheel tightly, his jaw locked.
“What the hell are you doing?” I yell, as the cars behind us swerve, annoyed horns blaring in protest.
“I swear to everything that is almighty, Aria. If you dare get out of this car, chaos will ensue,” he seethes, putting his hand on top of mine to stop me from unbuckling my seatbelt. I stare at him. It’s the first time since we met that I’m almost…intimidated by him. Even last night when he told me not to run to Angelica at the club, he wasn’t this stern.
This behavior is doing the opposite of that it should do.
Instead of feeling threatened, I’m…turned on. Something is seriously wrong with me.
But my brattiness gets the best of me. “Or what, Dion? You’re going to chase me out in the street in the middle of your neighborhood?”
“Do you want to bet, little liar? You don’t know what I’m capable of.” His hand is still on top of mine, preventing me from moving. “If you want to fuck around and find out, go for it,” he adds, a devious smile plastered on his face. Then, he lets go.
Part of me wants to get out of the car and see if he’ll chase me, but the other doesn’t want to run down the middle of the street in broad daylight, wearing heels, in my walk-of-shame outfit.
Regardless, my core is pulsating with a need so intense it’s almost impossible to ignore.
