Marrying My Best Friend's Father: Forbidden Billionaire Love
The moment her skin made contact, a hidden sensor chimed, and the door automatically clicked open with a sound so fluid it belonged to a hyper car.
Zoey was gently ushered into the plush driver's seat by an enthusiastic Luna, who immediately shut the door behind her.
The moment the heavy door sealed, the ambient noise of the city outside was instantly, completely cut off into a dead, serene silence. The interior architecture was a minimalist masterpiece a clean, sophisticated gray and white color scheme. The leather seats weren't cheap vinyl, they were wrapped in ultra premium, leather that emitted a faint, deeply relaxing scent of a luxury boutique.
Feeling a strange sense of familiarity, Z
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