Chapter 22 Furious

• Kira’s POV
• We left the hotel, and he led me toward one of those sleek, luxurious cars that only the rich could afford. I didn’t know much about cars, but even I could tell that this one was hell expensive.
• The handsome stranger opened the door for me with effortless grace, and I whispered a quiet, “Thank you,” before slipping inside. He shut the door gently, then walked around and took the driver’s seat. A moment later, the engine purred to life, and we pulled away from the grand five-star hotel.