Owning Vic
Reaching over to unroll the window, she swung her feet out and turned her torso until she was able to sit upright with her feet on the floor and hit the button, letting the window right itself.
Rocco barely glanced her way as he drove up the highway. “You really the ghost?” he asked, and Vic sat back in the seat with her arms crossed. “Yes, I really am the ghost. Yes, I really am a woman. Yes, most of the stupid shit you hear about me is true.” she finished and although Max took to chuckling behind her, Rocco’s knuckles tightened on the wheel. Without warning, Rowan’s arm shot forward from the back seat. He wrapped his enormous hand around her neck applying just enough pressure to make Vic s
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