KIER
"I don't think it's a good idea to go back to the estate looking like this," Damon said, watching me slip into the car seat.
I gave him a look that clearly screamed, Do I look like I give a f**k what you think?
He sighed, always so f*****g dramatic, then closed the damn door and got into the driver's seat. Leonardo, my other bodyguard, took the passenger seat next to him. If I had to choose, I'd pick Leo over Damon any day. The fucker knew how to mind his own business, unlike Damon, who always felt the need to fill the silence with useless words.
The engine purred to life, and for a second, just one blissful second, I thought I'd get to enjoy the ride in peace without anyone trying to bore holes into my headache-ridden skull.
I should have known better.
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