Andy.
The hum of the car engine vibrated as we drove off, my body settled in Gio’s leather seats with his hand resting on my thigh.
The promise of a surprise from this morning lingered, and I glanced at him, his profile sharp against the night lights.
“Where are we going?” I asked, my voice soft.
“You’ll see,” he said, his thumb stroking my skin. “Trust me, Alexandria.”
I wanted to, but the contract we had signed, binding, sat heavy in my chest. He could ask me me do anything, and I had to no choice but to obey. We drove for hours, the city fading into rolling hills, then a coastal road. He pulled into a hidden estate. A house was perched above the sea, the waves crashing below. It was beautiful, free, and my heart ached for it.
“Is this yours?” I asked, stepping out, the breeze ca
