Tim Was Kidnapped

The black Maybach was freely cruising through the cityscape of steel and concrete. Outside the car window, the dizzying lights and colors of the city were swiftly receding. In the passenger seat, William was boldly staring at Valentina, his gaze now much more relaxed compared to the last time he was in her car. There was no need to be mindful of his actions anymore. Perhaps the phrase "Things have changed" was apt for his current situation. The scene of Valentina kissing him that night had occupied his mind for the past few days, even disrupting his work. At this moment, the memory was even more vivid. Recalling the softness of that kiss, he unconsciously pursed his lips, his eyes betraying all of his emotions. He asked, "Why did you come to the company to find me?" Valentina glanced at him without answering. He asked again, "Where are you planning to take me?" Only then did he notice the speed of the car was somewhat fast, and Valentina's continued silence indicated that something was