Chapter 10: Joy in Another's Embrace?

He had actually switched to a less flashy car to pick her up. Giselle Lambert rushed to the passenger side, her breath slightly uneven as she glanced at the clock. “You’re five seconds late,” Henry Jefferson said, curling his index finger to tap his watch, his voice cool and detached. Giselle’s lips tightened. After a fierce internal debate, she chose to be truthful. “I was just with my ex…” “No need to explain.” Henry, donning his sunglasses with one hand, shifted into gear and floored the throttle, making the Ford perform like a sports car. A journey that should have taken over forty minutes was astonishingly reduced to twenty. When they arrived at the manor, as Giselle was about to open the door, a loud slam startled her, making her heart skip a beat. Henry briskly walked around the car, opened the passenger door, and yanked her out. Giselle stumbled, nearly falling, as Henry dragged her into the villa. He led her straight to the bathroom, turned on the shower and bathtub