Ride With Me By Kylie K Novels & Stories

Vittoria And breathe in… two… three… four. The engine roars as Amadeo pushes onto the accelerator, passing the first security point before driving into the gateway of the Vespasianis mansion. And breathe out… two… three… My breath hitches in my throat as I look up from my hands resting in my lap, staring at the big mansion passing by slowly. Amadeo halts right before it and I’m still staring at it from the back seats as Roberto gets up to open the door for me.

Behind Mia, the woman stood awkwardly while she intently watched the exchange between Mia and me. Mia pulled away then turned to Kylie. "Come, Mom," she pulled Kylie in a side hug. "Ace, officially meet my mother, Kylie. Mom, Ace, my mate." My heart surged as her eyes shone at the last words. I stretched out my palm. Kylie hesitated then she put her thin fingers around mine. Her grip was oddly firm. "Nice to meet you, Kylie" I said "I apologize for the slight misunderstanding." She bowed her head "It's alright, Your Highness,"

"Do you want to drive, or should I?" Kylie's voice came out sharper than she intended, her nerves stretched taut as a bowstring. Micah shot her a sidelong glance, his expression steady but probing. "I'll drive. You're shaking like a leaf." She looked down at her hands and, sure enough, her fingers trembled. She clenched them into fists, swallowing the lump of panic rising in her throat. "Fine. Just... drive fast."

Hannah tugged at Henry's sleeve with longing eyes as he opened the car door for her. Standing by the car door, she glanced at Gabriella, who was standing behind everyone. She said, "Ry, my birthday is coming up. I'd like to throw a nice party—"

Kylie I pushed him too far. I had to fix this and fast. Not thinking about repercussions, I took one last slurp of coke and raced after him. His long legs ate up the sidewalk and I had to do double time to reach him before he got in his truck. It was a lifted Ford F-350 King Ranch and it suited him. From the gray-blue paint, to the 37's on his chrome rims. More chrome shined on his fender and accents like the door handles. I could see it was clean as a whistle with leather seats, and I'll bet it ran smooth as butter.

he says, and I straighten my back, eyes roaming around his face. “Can she travel?” He asks me, his eyes roam over my face. “Well, yes.” “Good. She’s coming with me to the gala.” With that, he turns on his heel, taking out his phone. “What gala?” I turn to Steph. She clears her throat, “The alpha’s gala.” “Wait. I can’t go where Kylie is going. I don’t want…” My heart is racing so fast, and I feel like I can’t breathe. “It’s only with a plus one. I guess you’re his plus one now,” Steph says, her hand on mine.

I dipped early, shot Danilo a text with Sofia’s room number before he went there and started looking for her. I made my way to the back parking lot where Kylie was waiting by her little red Mustang, looking like sin dipped in cherry gloss. She leaned against the car with her hair down, phone in one hand, and a smirk that said she knew exactly what was coming. “Hey, baby,” she purred, biting her lip as I walked up. “Let’s go,” I said, sliding into the passenger seat and slumping against the door. She looked at me sideways, one brow arched. “Someone’s grumpy.”

my father started, but I'd already lost interest in listening to them. I went to the restroom to touch up my lipgloss. Just as I finished, and was about to return to the banquet hall, the door was pushed open. Kylie walked in, her gaze dark, completely undisguised. She stared at me as though to swallow me. “You–why are you with Rael?” She asked, her gaze darting all over my body. My expensive dress, my shoes, my jewelry –she had never had belongings this expensive, yet I had worn them just one night.

Don't force erase traces I erased it more and more More and more, come back Hope everything will be fine Foliage, convey the message of my heart. Wind, take fly my taste. ~ Alisy a Cantara

I kissed her cheek hastily after picking up my bag and my phone, ignoring her shout and pleas I rushed out. I was lucky to get a taxi immediately I came out of Lola’s apartment, after telling him my destination I slumped into the passenger seat. The ride was short and extremely quiet but it was what I needed, a moment of silent and as if the driver read my thoughts he didn’t try to come up with any conversation during the ride or obstruct by playing a music like other drivers would do. “Thanks” I handed him some money and came down from the car. As I walked towards the door I noticed the car Tobi took to work was already in the driveway which only meant one thing that Tobi was back home.