Chapter 9: Not Your Typical CEO

Natasha's POV

"I didn't know you drive," I commented as I stared at Valerian's strong arm and hand gripping the steering wheel.

I roamed my eyes inside his car.

I just know this is one hell of an expensive car by the looks of it.

It looks so classy and beautiful, although I can't see everything since I'm in the shotgun seat with a seatbelt on, and the moves I can make are limited.

"Why won't you just use your speed to go to places that you want? Gasoline is expensive," I remarked.

Valerian just remained silent, and his eyes stayed focused on the road with his forehead slightly creased.

Why is he so serious?

Instead of bugging him, I just closed my mouth and remained seated neatly in my seat.

He let me out, and if I did something that might piss him off, he would change his mind, and worse, he would do something terrible to me. It's true that he needs me too, but it's Valerian Fenrir that we're talking about here. He's vicious and cannot be trusted.

I should always be careful.

My eyes