The parking lot grew even quieter.
The panting of both a man and a woman was distinctly audible.
James Thompson pulled back slightly, his shirt collar already ripped open.
His expression was slightly cold, tinged with a hint of fierceness.
James Thompson gazed downward at Julia Land's confused eyes.
She had just called him Noah.
James Thompson's eyes were deep.
He lifted her horizontally.
"Open the door."
His voice was hoarse and indifferent.
The bodyguard hurried over, not daring to look their way as he opened the door.
James Thompson, holding Julia Land, crouched down and got into the car.
"Go to Sincere Heart."
Julia lived in a building called Sincere Heart.
The car started and drove out of the parking lot.
Strips of streetlight seeped into the car from outside.
It was alternately bright and dark.
James Thompson looked down at the woman in his embrace, his slender fingers gently touching her vivid red lips.