Chapter 52
- “Come on now, stop looking. Pick any car you want, and I’ll handle everything,” he urged and gestured towards the rows of sleek automobiles adorning the showroom.
- “Take me home,” Amora demanded with her eyes narrowing into a steely glare.
- Antonio’s face shot up in surprise, “Lamborghini, Ferrari, Rolls Royce, Range Rover, Maybach, Mercedes Benz,” he gestured towards the stunning array of vehicles before them.