“Stop the car right now,” I bellowed, trying to drag the steering wheel with him.

He moved to a corner and packed the vehicle, I made to open the door but he held my hand back, automatically locked the door. “What do you think you are doing? Fucking let me out right now.”

He leaned, grasping my hands as I struggled to break free. Lucas reached out for my seatbelt, clicking it. “Now, we head home,” he coldly announced and drove off.

“You are a bastard, a psychopath, how dare you?” I wailed and ranted all through the drive without Lucas saying a word to me.

Lucas's car arrived at...