Olviia's POV:
When Mark arrived at his house, the surrounding was dark and quiet as he waited for the security man to pull the huge black gate to unlock it. Then he drove his red sports car into the new residence and parked it.
As the car stopped, I unfastened my seatbelt, thinking about my decision to be his girlfriend.
The moonlight bathed the surroundings, casting a diamond glow across the skyline.
However, Mark unfastened his seatbelt and peered at me too.
"We are home," he announced, turning to face me as I could feel his eyes all over my body.
"I know," I mumbled, not raising my head to meet his face.
My heart was still troubled because I didn't want Mark to break up with his family. How can I be happy about his decision to cut ties with his parents who fed him until adulthood
