Alvin glanced at Anya, he didn't like how he made her go against her principles for him. His hand slid to hers and brought it to his lips. He kissed her backhand, breathing a silent sigh.
Anya smiled seeing Alvin do some actions without his awareness. But she was really curious what was in his mind, that he cared to save the two brats.
"Disgusting." Nickolas snorted, witnessing their action.
Anya's expression changed drastically. Alvin realized what it was and slammed on the brakes. Before Alvin could say or do anything, Anya removed her seatbelt, sat on her knees, and stroked across Nickolas's cheek, harder than last time.
Nickolas wasn't grateful, Anya didn't mind, she wouldn't let him look down on her or Alvin. "I am good at taming rascals. Try me." She warned him as she sat back.
