Selene's POV
Forced in, the car sped through the highway like it had something to prove. The tires screeched every time the driver swerved past another vehicle, barely missing the side mirrors. My heart was still pounding from the moment they forced me in, and the man sitting beside me hadn't said a word. He didn’t need to. His silence spoke loud enough, this wasn’t a kidnapping for money.
This was personal.
I sat frozen, my eyes locked on the tinted window, trying to make sense of the trees and buildings rushing past. But nothing looked familiar. The city gave way to a wide stretch of countryside, and before long, we were pulling up to a large wrought iron gate.
The car rolled to a stop as the gate opened on its own. The mansion that rose beyond it was massive, clean-lined, modern. It
