I had driven her to my apartment in silence but finally snapped when we pulled into the parking lot.
What was she thinking?
The full effect of what he had just done had finally hit me so I couldn't help but scold her.
She stayed silent and I was about to lose it but then I just got out of the car, slamming the door shut then went around to her side and opened the door pulling her by then hand to the elevator, "let's go."
The elevator ride was quiet as we went up to my penthouse and it could tell by the look in her eyes that she was impressed with my place.
I didn't tell her that I was rich because that would have lead to questions about my line of work plus I wanted to make sure that she wasn't some gold digger like the others.
She was admiring the furniture when I offered her a drink and she accepted so I just slid her some fruit juice for she had had enough alcohol for the night when I began to scold her again.
