Aspen Ford:-
" Princess, will you slow down a little bit?" dad scolded me.
" Dad, relax. I am not even driving at full speed. I can handle the car perfectly fine." I replied and looked at my husbands from the side mirror. Edwin made a sign of fist signaling me to slow down. I rolled my eyes and showed him my middle finger through the glass. I looked at my side and looked at Emerson glaring a glare that sent shivers of fear down my spine when all of a sudden I frowned when I saw Lorenzo's car overtake Emerson and Edwin's and reached beside mine.
" Hey, pen. You need to win this race. You need to win this race for your cousin. You winning the race will be the ticket to my freedom. Make me and your niece or nephew proud." Trish yells from the car.
" What do you mean?" I ask with confusion
