The familiar black limousine pulled up in front of her house.

Aria couldn’t handle the loud pounding in her chest as she looked at the car.

She wanted to chicken out and run.

She had asked him several times to tell her where she would stay, but he only chuckled.

And she wouldn’t exactly say that it was a reassuring chuckle.

A man dressed in black from head to toe came out of the car and bowed at her. She felt shy at his gesture.

“Hello,” she said to him.

“Hello ma’am, please permit me to carry your bag,” he said to her, and she nodded frantically.

“Of course, thank...