Ashley's Pov
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John Steward was directing me and I was following his footsteps when the elevator opened once again to the ground floor, the silence was demeaning and hard to fall. All the eyes were looking at John, drooling over to his persona when he was busy neglecting everyone's at the same duration.
He didn't try to make a scene or even act like the men do in this situation, instead, he led the way for me to get outside while squeezing the crowd, it was a lunch break, so everyone was gathered on the streets of Newyork, trying to find anything to get their hands on to enjoy the little junction of their time.
Until I saw John begin walking toward a big black Lamborghini.
This is a very bad idea!
Runaway from here!
Danger
