The night was thick with tension as Blaze’s car roared through the dimly lit streets, its engine growling with a ferocity that matched the chaos inside. The air was charged with an electrifying mix of adrenaline and anticipation. Seraphina, sprawled in the backseat, moaned intermittently, her voice a blend of pleasure and frustration. Blaze could feel the heat from her body as she writhed with every turn of the vehicle.
Felix, wedged beside her, had his arms around her, trying to keep her steady. His face was a canvas of strained effort and grim determination. “Blaze, I’m telling you, I can barely hold her!” he shouted over the roar of the engine. The tension in his voice was palpable, as if each word was a struggle against the overwhelming situation.
Seraphina’s response was a sharp sla
