The ride was silent, and I could tell we weren't going home. I slowly turned to Nikolai, who was gripping the steering wheel tight now.
He was still bleeding, his eyes wide with anger, his knuckles almost white. I moved, my eyes taking him in slowly.
"Nikolai?"
He didn't reply but only accelerated.
"Nikolai," I said again, this time my voice firm, my eyes fixed on his profile.
He still didn't reply to it, but before I could say a word, he served violently to the right, stopping the car abruptly. I gave a small yelp, my eyes wide as I jerked forward, my hand stretching out in front of me to help me keep my balance.
I turned, just as Nikolai leaned to me, his face mere inches away from mine. My breath stopped in my throat, my body barely able to keep the wild excitement in.
He was b
