The ride to the company was mostly quiet. I can still feel the heat from where he touched me earlier, and how his eyes traced my curves and how I had to press my legs together.
Gael suddenly stepped on the accelerator. I looked through the mirror to see a car after ours. It was chasing us so fearlessly that panic appeared in my eyes at first.
“Is it one of them?”
“Mmm…” he answered and again, I was confused.
Why are they so determined?
How do they manage to find me each time?
“Don’t you think you should tell me?” I looked at Gael. “What they really want from me. The real reason I’m being pursued.”
“How about you focus on saving your life first?” He said, glancing at the pursuers through the mirror “These one’s are a bit problematic.”
My eyes narrowed. “You think you can’t take them
