Julian responded to Elena's protests with ease. One hand remained on the steering wheel while his eagle eyes stared straight at the girl.
"Get in, or I’ll get out and carry you into this car myself!" the man threatened. His voice was low, yet pregnant with a command that brooked no argument.
Hearing the reckless threat, Elena panicked instantly. She looked left and right anxiously, terrified that a member of the Thorne family might still be lingering in the restaurant’s parking area.
Finally, with no other choice, Elena opened the car door and slipped into the cabin of the luxury vehicle, which smelled faintly of masculine cologne.
As soon as the door shut tight, she unleashed her frustration. "Why are you being so reckless? What if someone sees?"
She protested with her chest heaving
