The rain started ten minutes after Elena left the office.
Of course it did.
Because apparently the universe had decided peace was optional.
Her taxi didn’t show.
Then the second one cancelled.
Then her phone died at 6%.
“Perfect,” she muttered, staring at the empty street.
That’s when the black car pulled up.
Again.
Alessandro rolled down the window.
“You planning to stand in the rain all night?” he asked.
Elena didn’t even turn fully. “Go away.”
“Get in.”
“No.”
He sighed like she was personally ruining his life. “Stop being stubborn.”
“I said no.”
A pause.
Then he muttered, “Jesus, you’re exhausting.”
That made her glare at him.
“Did I ask for a ride?”
“No,” he said. “But you’re going to take one anyway.”
Before she could argue again—
The rain got worse.
Harder.
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