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Moxie

I sing along at the top of my lungs with the music inside the car that I just stole. a few hours ago.

Yes, I know how to carjack. I'm not a mafia boss's daughter for no reason. Stealing something was easy peasy for me.

My guards? I easily escape from them. As of now? I'm pretty sure I was over a hundred kilometers away from them.

However, my heart is still beating so fast. I usually escape through them, but this is the first time I've done this with no plans of returning.

I took a glance at my suitcase, where some clothes were. cash that I had to withdraw almost every day since I couldn't just withdraw it once. I'm sure my father would suspect me if I did that. So I just withdrew maybe more than the usual amount of money I use to shop almost every day. 

For that, my dad would just think that it's my escape from the stress I've been experiencing. Since learning about the arranged marriage my dad made with the wealthiest son he knows, my dad is certain that I simply double-shopped.

I sigh.

This is the reason I thought about running away. As soon as the guards learned that I was missing, I knew that my dad would quickly start searching for me. That makes my heart race so quickly just thinking about it.

I inhaled deeply. My father knew I had nowhere to run; no one could help me either. But there's some particular place that, for sure, my father won't think I could've gone through.

I smirked when I passed through a bar near my mom's town, so I went inside and ordered a drink to give myself some courage. yet I think that I haven't just taken a sip because, last thing I remember, I already drank the whole bottle.

"Arrgghh, too much encouragement."

before I could add some bottles. I get in my car after leaving the bar. The last thing I intended was to get drunk.

As I was driving, I remembered how my father had gotten angry at me when I refused to marry the man he had chosen for me.

My stepmom was on my side, but my dad had already decided. I still couldn't believe he was aware of my lofty post-college goals. We have a deal. I can fulfill my dream if I graduate from college, since I grew up truant.

I wanted to protest about our deal, but I knew that he wouldn't listen to me.

Even if I am a member of his family, the rules will undoubtedly apply to me if someone violates them. But since it's my life, I ought to have control over it.

My new family would undoubtedly approve of my choice in life. They didn't like me from the start. My younger stepbrother Amon, who was a drug addict, would undoubtedly be upset; he was the only one of our family that cared about me. I could argue that he was far superior to our older brother Cole.

Shaking my head, I focused on the road. My vision was a little fuzzy, and I assumed alcohol was gradually taking control of my body. I therefore needed to reach the place I was heading before she could pass out.

I could finally be in my mother's hometown; I had been itching to go there solely to see my mother's tomb.

Yet my dad didn't want me to. So in order not to lose my way there, I use my new phone with the help of G****e Maps.

Mentioning my phone Yes, I did leave it in the school's restroom. So maybe, as of now, my dad has already found out that I was missing. He's probably about to explode in rage right now. due to my disappearance. 

But I'd rather face my father's wrath than give up my aspirations at such a young age and become a plain housewife.

I still recall the argument I had with my father a few months ago. 

"I didn't want to get married so young."

"You better listen to me, young lady." This is for your own good.

I blotted up the tears that I didn't even realize had suddenly started to fall due to frustration.

When I finally open my eyes, I instantly step on the brake when I spot a baby goat. I lose control of the wheel. before I realized it. When I turned left, it was too late. A large tree was there. A loud slam broke the silent night.

Tire squealing before the car stopped. My entire universe shifted before I could move again.

I'm still alive. I asked myself as I rested my head on the wheel. 

After a little break, I skipped breathing when an angel appeared in front of me. 

He is asking if I am okay. If I really heard it right, or maybe I'm just deceiving myself with my ear because I was about to collapse. not because of the accident but because of an angel.

The angel has blue eyes, a sharp nose, and crimson lips, which I think are forbidden to look at. Since he has been an angel, I know that doing so would be a sin.

But all of a sudden, I felt like I had been lifted and carried. I make an effort to open my eyes to take a peek at the face of the person doing that. Yet still, the same angel, who has a pretty face, is all I can see. 

I can't help but stare at him.

If he were an angel, a person who saw him would undoubtedly be a sinner. 

"Hey, are you ok?" I will send you to the hospital.

The angel spoke in a deep, almost raspy voice. For some reason, I feel like my senses are coming back because of it. I missed breathing just by gazing at him. I look into the angel falling into earth.

I managed to survive despite being drunk. I'm not sure if I'm still alive, but...

I was saved by a man in a black Hummer, whom I mistakenly believed to be an angel, who parked far away in a hurry. I was drawn in by his dreadful, dangerous smile, most of his dark green lodestone, and perfectly disheveled black hair.

"There's no need to haul me to the hospital." put me down."

I said that I was afraid that my father would find me there. I stand up after nearly passing out. though my quiet, innocent mind was disturbed by the smell of this man. Damn, he's not only handsome, but his menthol-balmy scent is addictive as well.

I can't understand why I was eager to kiss him right now. I wasn't drunk or overreacting; perhaps it was due to his seductive smirk. Why does my body act frivolous?

Before I could do that, I needed to make a move before it was too late.

"Put me down," I said. 

I uttered it in a menacing voice. This is the only way to hide my attraction to him.

The man laughed, breaking the stillness of the night. His laugh seemed to suddenly bring light to the wide, peaceful road. What the heck is going on?

I was clearly mad because of that, yet it seems like he didn't see that. Instead, he kept on smiling like an idiot. a charming moron.

"Where do you live?" At least tell me so I can drive you back. "Can I get your phone number so I can inform you where I send your automobile for auto repair?"

"I'm not giving you my number. "It's not my habit to give it to a stranger; besides, I forgot to bring my phone, and even though I did memorize it, there's no way you can get that."

As I was saying that, I stared into his magnificent and startling face. He has broad shoulders, chiseled abs, and a dragon tail on the back of his neck. I find it sexy...

My head was about to explode. I was ready to jump off with this complete stranger, even though his red lips betrayed danger.

This time, I don't care about the rules because I'm no longer under my father's control.

This evening, I would let someone else take me into a sinful Eden.