My Forbidden Brother
The glass of the windows was thick, bearing the subtle, heavy beveling of reinforced, bulletproof polycarbonate.
Adrian walked up beside me, handing me a heavy, customized key fob. "It’s a bespoke build," he explained quietly, his voice carrying a trace of satisfaction. "The chassis is reinforced titanium, the engine is a custom hybrid turbine, and the interior is sound-isolated to zero decibels. There are no brand markings, no corporate logos, and no tracking signatures on the public grid. It will not stand out, Olivia. To the world, it is an ordinary sedan. But to me, it is a fortress that you can control."
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