Chapter 83

Outside Violet's house, a very expensive black-tinted car had been parked on the curb for the past hour. She was walking towards the curb when she saw someone climb out of the car, it was Gabriel, all 6 feet of pure masculine confidence.

"Get in," he commanded as he opened the door to let her in.

"Why should I?" she asked. 

"I don't have all day. Get in!" he frowned, and the command came out a little more forceful this time. 

Violet did not understand him. His mood swings were swinging faster than a metronome, and they were very unpredictable. He was asking her to come with him, yet he won't let her ask any questions. She rolled her eyes as she got in to save them both from further arguments.

"Can you tell me where we're going?" she asked, but of course, she did not get any response from the block of ice beside her.