He hustled Alexis outside, not wanting the other guy to catch a glimpse. He shoved her into the black Land Rover, clicked her seat belt.

"Don't budge."

Leonel was on the move. He was already in the car before she could step out, hitting the gas without buckling up. He strapped in while driving, face grim.

The car zoomed on and there was silence between them.

City Lights blinked past, like a reel of shared memories.

Ten minutes later, Alexis murmured, “Where are we going?"

Squeak!

The Rover screeched to a stop and Alexis lurched forward.

Before she could react, Leonel grabbed her.

He kissed her eagerly, lips, face, chin, Like he couldn't get enough.

He tore at her shirt, his touch rough. He was wild.

Alexis fought with all her might.

But she was pinned to the chair and unable to break free. Tugging his black hair did nothing; he kept his grip, hands wandering.

Alexis felt nothing.

Leonel was baffled and pulled back a little. How could she feel nothing?

Catching the window, Alexis shoved him and slapped him hard.

Trembling, she spat, “How dare you! You're disgusting.”

The air lost its romance.

After a tense silence, Leonel Licked his lips, sneering. “Remember, my blood runs in your veins. No matter how disgusting, you've used it, right?"

Alexis winced.