However, he was stronger than her, and it only took him a few seconds to get her to the back seat of the car.
"I don't want to go. Drop me now, Avery said simultaneously. Her hands clung to the handle of the car.
Calhoun winds down the mirror glass to let fresh air in.
"You were like this too, if I remember correctly. You never cease to amaze me, Azalea," Calhoun said, starting the car.
He pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards the beautiful street of Los Angeles, with different bulb lights in the street.
Avery exhaled through her lips, brushing the hairs away from the front of her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed pink as she wrapped herself with her hand under her bosom.
She looked in the rear mirror, watching the man driving the car. She wasn't sure why the CEO would take her home, and she wasn't thinking straight now.
