Ava's POV
I glanced at RoughCoin Shakur out of the corner of my eye, forcing myself to find courage in his unsettling presence.
"Can you at least tell me where we are going?" I asked softly, my voice barely cutting through the hum of the engine.
RoughCoin smiled, a sharp and calculated grin that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
"That is going to be a surprise, my love.". He said. His tone was smooth but laced with authority.
I didn’t like surprises, not when they came from someone like him.
"I need to let my parents know where I am going to.". I said, trying to sound firm, though my voice wavered. "I don't want them to worry.".
His chuckle was low and humorless. "Why would your parents worry? It is not like I kidnapped you, or I am going to kill you!"
I stared out the window again
