~Sasha~
“What the f**k, Dominic? You’re kidnapping me!”
I twisted in my seat so fast that the seat belt cut into my neck, but I barely noticed because I was too busy staring at the side of this man’s face and wondering how I had managed to f**k the craziest man at the entire party.
Dominic did not even look bothered.
This motherfucker was driving like we were discussing where to get breakfast.
“I’m not kidnapping you.”
“What do you mean you are not kidnapping me? I said take me to Katya’s place, and you said no because apparently we have entered a part of the evening where my opinion about my own f*****g location is optional. You are driving me to your house against my will. What would you personally call that?”
“I’m taking you somewhere safe.”
“Oh, wonderful! Thank God you explain
