Honk!
Screeeeech!
The sound of luxury sports car tires screeching against the dark brick-paved road echoed loudly, followed by the startled cry of a petite woman who had fallen in front of the beautiful car, barely an inch away.
“Damn it! Watch where you're going!”
Jason Thorne, known to everyone at home as Jay, opened the car door and stepped out. His handsome, god-like face was flushed with anger, his voice filled with displeasure. Seeing who had carelessly walked in front of his car, nearly causing an accident early in the morning, only fueled his rage further.
The impeccably handsome thirty-four-year-old man glared at the much smaller woman sitting on the ground, surrounded by a basket of scattered fruits and desserts, his heart filled with irritation.
Emilia Johnson, the girl he
