Power. That was what he sought. At least, that was what he just told her.
They had driven past the burning church and were driving out of town. It should take them almost an hour to get back to the mansion from here, but Aaliyah was shaken with fear and wanted to leave the car.
"What is the meaning of this?" Aaliyah's toes were curled as she questioned sternly, at the same time trying to rip her hands away from his. She thought holding his hand in the car was helping her overcome her fear of cars, but now it had become a big Mistake, "Let go of my hand, Alastair!"
His grip between their intertwined fingers tightened even more.
"I'm warning you. Let go of me!!" She yelped and once again tried to pull her hands but he wasn't letting go.
