In the office of Mac Jonalds.
Stacey looked out of the window, her thoughts drifting like the wind. Drizzle began to form with the backdrop of the night.
Her attention was suddenly grabbed by a series of cars coming into view. Multiple men in black and white stepped out of the cars, Stacey recognizing them as Roland's body guard.
Knowing part of Roland's plan today, and seeing that he was not among those that stepped out of the car, a wild guess formed at the corner of her head.
A knowing smile crept to her face before she resumed her work. Only a few hours left before the end of her shift.
…
Inside the Ramborghini Sian.
Two bodies embraced each other without a care for the world. Steaming from the intense workout, sweat rolled down their backs as their private areas touched and connected.
The bliss of the moment seemed eternal and unending.
