Velvette X Carmilla Novels & Stories

Scarlett’s POV I was already getting fed up. Sweat beaded at my temples, the sun blazing mercilessly over my head. I pulled out my phone, ready to call Davis and throw a fit, when the hum of a luxury engine drew my attention. A sleek Bentley Mulsanne cruised to a stop in front of me. I paused, squinting at the car. A Bentley Mulsanne. Rare. Discontinued. Half a million, easy. Only a handful existed in the city.