Norris Moore glanced at the darkened phone screen, then licked the corner of her lips, turned her head, and raised her chin to Trenton Smith, saying, "I want to get out of the car. Open the door."
She looked quite haughty in this moment.
Trenton Smith glanced at her side profile, which looked exceptionally fair in the sunlight, and started the car.
Norris Moore pursed her lips, said nothing, and leaned against the car seat with an air of defiance, looking out the window.
The silence returned to the car. Norris's expression remained calm, with the dappled light and shadow playing on her eyebrows and eyes as the car moved. She appeared peaceful and undisturbed.
Trenton Smith parked the car in front of his villa and carried her from the car into the house.
Sitting on the sofa, Norris Moore watched as Trenton Smith ordered the servants to prepare lunch, her expression still cold and aloof.
