Emily's POV
I was thrown into the car by Dylan and tried to escape but the door was already locked by him, Dylan started the car and left the parking lot, I was a little worried, I didn't know what terrible things he would do?
"Dylan, where are you taking me? Let me out of the car now!"
I questioned Dylan angrily, regretting coming to the restaurant to meet him. I didn't know why Dylan had chosen to help me, but given his character, he would never have bothered with this if it wasn't a matter of interest.
"Quiet, Emily, if you don't want us both to die in a traffic accident be quiet! I'm not going to hurt you, and when we get to the place you'll understand what I'm going to do, and you'll be grateful to me then."
Dylan didn't answer my question directly, which made me even
