"Wait in the car" Anthony orders and I nod obediently, grab my suitcase and head for the black Mercedes he left running.The trunk is open so I shove my suitcase in there, and sit in the backseat with my fanny pack that contains my phone, charger, air pods and other small things.He soon hops in the driver seat, buckles his seatbelt and just when I think we're about to move, he turns to me."Do I look like a driver to you, Olivia?" He says sternly and I find myself shaking my head 'no' and scrambling to the front seat.He's sporting a look of surprise when I look to him, though he quickly recovers."Wanna drive?" He asks.It's tempting, I wanna scream yes but to risk doing something wrong and have him do God knows what to me....No, thank you!I've had a glimpse of him. I've seen the tip of the HELL everyone says he is and I definitely don't want to see any more.
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