"What is this that I'm hearing you're on your way to work already. I thought we agreed on being safe than going to work." Her father said sternly as she walked into the garage.

Bella woke up on the good side of the bed, highly motivated and not a bit discouraged or afraid to step out of her house.

She was glancing through her fleet of newly acquired cars which she had never used and smiled in satisfaction when her eyes landed on the range rover. It was glossy black with tinted windows and most importantly bulletproof.

She had waved off her drivers and decided to drive by herself to...