Tyron clenched the steering wheel, his other hand pinning down the woman struggling beside him. His body was burning up.
At this point, it hit him—he'd been drugged.
"Damn it!" He slammed his fist against the wheel, his face dark with anger.
Clenching his jaw against the fiery heat surging through his veins, he drove with one hand while using the other to firmly restrain the struggling woman beside him.
'Penelope, Penelope… you've really thrown me into a mess!'
With a quick spin and a sharp drift, Tyron sped toward a secluded villa in the outskirts.
Inside the guest room, Penelope clung to him tightly with one hand while the other flailed wildly, her fingers inadvertently yanking off a button from his collar. The fabric parted slightly, revealing a glimpse of his sculpted chest. His
