Under the night sky, a silver Bugatti Veyron rumbled along the tarmac at a devilish speed.
Joanna looked blankly ahead in the passenger's seat. Although she knew very well that Jovan, seated in the driver's seat, wasn't a good person, and there were definitely many traps ahead, she still remained calm.
She might not have been confident when dealing with other people, but she was experienced enough when it came to idiots like Jovan.
Upbeat music that sounded like rock blared in the car.
Jovan was visibly happy. He was smiling from ear to ear. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other tapping against the window to the beat of the music, he looked very handsome under the amber glow of the street lamps.
"If you haven't slept, if I haven't stopped chasing, if being awake is a crime, take these promises away, exchange them with…"
