AstridWhat the hell was he doing? I tried to wriggle my hand out of his grip, but it was as tight as a vise as he dragged me out the door and towards the garage. He yanked the car door open and pushed me forward. He was about to enter but stopped and turned to the guard at the garage. “If you ever see her around here, let me know.” The guard nodded, his black security cap bobbing on his head. He entered the car. His jaw was tight, revealing nothing. What was his problem? “Seatbelt on.” I rolled my eyes, reached for the side of the seatbelt, and pulled it across my body. It was no use arguing with him; I didn’t have the energy.“Who gave you orders to go to the club?” His voice rang in the car. My eyes, which were fixed on the dark path ahead illuminated by the orange headlights, snapped to him. His eyes were on the road, focused just as they always were when he looked at me.“I didn’t know I needed your permission before going to the club,” I muttered, my hands fiddling between my ti
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