"Lacey!" A furious voice came from the entrance of the restaurant.
I didn't even bother to look. So what if he was angry? Compared to them, who lurked in the darkness, I lived in the light.
I turned around and walked out of the restaurant. When I brushed past Dylan at the entrance, he grabbed my wrist. And I immediately bit his hand.
I thought he would let me go, but he suddenly picked me up, threw me into his car, and started the car.
He drove like we were being hunted down along the way. It was so bumpy that it made me feel sick.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for it to stop. But before I could feel relieved, I was violently pulled up and carried into the villa.
Dylan was really angry, he paced to the bedroom with me in his arms.
"Bang!" The sound of the door closing was so loud
