#Chapter 46

Evelyn

Clearing my throat I inch closer to him and then look at him. The black of his eyes looks breathtaking as the lights from the outside flicker through it.

"A little more," Warren whispers as if it's only us in the car.

With a sigh, I give in and move closer but still keep my distance.

"More Evelyn."

My stomach burns, a pool of lava bubbling up inside of it.

"You want me to sit on your lap?" I mock him.

Warren's jaw clenches and relaxes as he says, "I don't want to die yet."

"Glad you know my intentions."

The millionaire stays quiet and leans back...