Forbidden Passion

ARTEMIS' POV 

I sat in the passenger seat of the sleek Lamborghini, my heart still racing from the chaos I had just escaped. Daymon's grip on the steering wheel was tight, his jaw clenched as he navigated through the winding roads away from Kane's mansion.

"Are you okay?" Daymon asked, glancing at my briefly. His golden hair fell slightly over his forehead, and for a moment, I noticed how his blue eyes held a flicker of concern.

"I... I don't know," I admitted, my voice shaky. "I can't believe he would do that to me."

"We had informed you about his crafty attitude earlier on. Aiden and myself. But you chose to see the good picture in it all." He said.

I was mute. He did have a point. The tears began to fall from my eyes.

"You're right." I responded silently.

Daymon nodded, keeping his focus on the road. "We need to find a safe place. Kane's men will be looking for us."