C90 A Perfect Excuse

The BMW sped away like an arrow leaving a bow. Shiang was still looking at them unwillingly in the car mirror. He turned around and stopped looking at him. Yinyin, who was behind him, could not help but mutter.

Damn it.

She was trying to seduce him.

Where are we going?

Her house.

It was still his villa, the bed he had shared with her. How long had it been since he had last slept