My lungs burned as I sprinted through the parking lot, Dominic’s furious roar echoing behind me. I didn’t dare look back. I threw myself into the nearest car, hotwired it with trembling hands, and slammed the door shut.
“Antalya!” Dominic’s voice crackled through the speaker hidden near the dashboard. How did he always find me? “Stop the car. Right now. Don’t make this worse.”
I punched the gas pedal. “Go to hell, Dominic!” I screamed, not caring if he could hear me or not.
“Pull over, or I swear—” his voice threatened, colder than ice, “I’ll do things you’ll never forget.”
My heart hammered. I drove faster, every muscle tense, knuckles white on the wheel. This is my chance. I have to get away. I have to…
I kept glancing in the mirror, expecting his black SUV to appear, but nothing. I
