FREYA POV
Driving the latest Bugatti around the city is definitely a head-turner.
I could feel every single pair of eyes on me as I cruised through the streets. People were literally stopping on the sidewalk, pulling out their phones to take videos of a car they’d probably only ever seen on a poster. And honestly? I didn't blame them. The engine had this low, aggressive growl that made people clear the way before I even got close.
I gripped the steering wheel, my palms a little sweaty. It felt weird. A week ago, I was just a woman trying to keep my head above water, and now I’m sitting in a cockpit that costs millions. Every time I hit a red light, I could feel the heat of people staring, trying to peek through the tinted glass to see who was behind the wheel.
They probably expected so
