Matteo drove the car while Lena and Asher sat in the backseat.

They made sure to keep a good distance from themselves as their bodies were touching the car doors.

Lena breathed in the scent of pineapple and vanilla. It smelt so natural in the car that his stomach began to rumble. She had never felt so comfortable sitting down in a car before, the seats were like soft pillows. She wanted to thank Matteo for the low music he played over the drive, but she was very much still angry at him.

The luxurious car almost made her forget her motive for being inside till Asher spoke, looking at...