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The necklace Alexander Summers gave her was simple in style but exquisite. When Purple Summers wore it around her neck, it made her look even more elegant with her delicate, snow-white skin.
However, Purple felt as if she were wearing a pet collar.
Constriction, suffocation, lack of freedom.
They left the hotel room and took Alexanderâs private elevator, avoiding any onlookers.
When the elevator doors opened, Purple saw her car outside.
Her beloved car had been completely refurbished and was now parked next to Alexanderâs black Rolls Royce. One black, one pink, both were attention â grabbing.
Was the service at the repair shop so good that they would deliver the car right to the customer after maintenance?
No need to think about it. It must have been Alexanderâs doing.
âThis is my third sister-in-lawâs car,â Alexander said with a teasing smile. âHow did it end up in your hands?â
âMy elder brother gave it to me,â Purple whispered.
âHe gave it to you?â Alexander chuckled maliciously. âOr did you demand it?â
Purple pursed her lips and didnât answer.
Even if she didnât say, he already knew.
Alexander held her hand and gave it a peck before getting into the car.
However, Purple sat in the passenger seat.
Noticing Alexander getting into the driverâs seat, Purple felt anxious.
This was her car! She hadnât even had a chance to drive it since having the interior refurbished, maintenance done, and cleaned!
Purple grabbed his arm, âWhat are you doing?â
Alexander raised an eyebrow, âGoing home, of course.â
âYou⦠you should drive your own car.â Purple felt wronged, why should Alexander drive her car!
âPurple, can you drive?â Alexander seemed surprised and looked at her. âWhen did you get your driverâs license?â
She was suddenly at a loss for wordsâ¦
Purple couldnât drive and didnât have a license. She should just obediently sit in the passenger seat.
With her eyes closed, she swallowed her emotions. âI havenât⦠I just know a little bit.â
âThatâs okay.â Alexander caressed her face. âLater, Iâll teach you how to drive.â
Purple turned her face away.
As the car drove out of the hotelâs underground parking lot, the outside was bathed in the warm orange light of dusk.
The sunset painted the streets golden, and a passing breeze swept away the summer heat.
Two black luxury cars followed closely on either side, like the most loyal bodyguards. Their car left the cityâs main road, and the scenery on both sides gradually became desolate and lonelyâ
Purple felt something was wrong.
This was not the way home.
Feeling anxious, she asked Alexander, âArenât we going home?!â
âYes, weâre going home,â Alexander smiled.
His home, not the Summers family home.
Purple suddenly understood the hidden meaning behind his mysterious smile and gasped.
She felt the warmth inside her body draining away, replaced by chills that seemed to freeze every drop of her blood.
He was already so brazen outside. If she ended up in his den, would she have any chance of escape?
âI want to go home!â Purpleâs voice trembled. âMy mother will be worriedâ¦â âDonât worry. Iâll tell Mom that weâre going to another province for a trip.â Alexander steered the car with one hand, touching her face with the other. âPurple, Iâve missed you these past few days. Be a good girl and keep me company.â
Purple was not naive enough to believe that âaccompanyingâ him meant just chatting over tea.
⦠She had had enough of Alexanderâs perverse control! n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
But did she have the right to refuse?
Purple bit her lip hard, turning them white.
Desperately, she searched her mind for any glimmer of hope to escape.
âBang!
A sudden gunshot struck the car window!
The bullet barely grazed her hair and embedded itself in the side of the seat!
âGet down!â Alexanderâs voice was decisive, pushing Purpleâs head down with one hand while swerving the steering wheel with the other!