Chapter 11 Prized Possession

• The car quivered under the onslaught of bullets. With a quick flick of his wrist, Sebastian freed his hand from the restraints she had placed on him. His hands glided up her back while their lips remained locked together, and he gently guided her down onto the backseat.
• Janet's lips parted slightly as she blinked her eyes at him. “Stay here! Do not step out of this car.” Before Sebastian could even make a move, Janet grasped the collar of his white shirt.
• “Don’t act as if I’m your most prized possession, and you’d give your soul to save me!” She gritted her teeth.