She was promised a stay at his house, yet she was taken out before even having dinner, and that was that. But now, he wasn't even driving her home, letting her take a taxi instead!
She had dated so many people, and never before had anyone dared to leave her stranded on the street!
"Samuel…" she got angry and clung to Samuel Johnson's hand, refusing to let go, "I don't care, you have to take me home!"
Samuel Johnson swiftly withdrew his arm from her embrace, his tone growing harsher, "I told you to get out of the car!"
His brows were furrowed, and his handsome and noble face took on a cold and sharp expression. In front of her, Samuel had always appeared lazy and charming—when had he ever shown her such a terrifying expression?
Tasha Moore became scared, and before she knew it, she was already out of the car.
The night wind brushed against her arms, and she shivered. In front of her, Samuel Johnson had already turned the car around, driving back the way they came.
