Heavy footsteps could be heard.
"Dimitri, let go!" Adeline, half drunk and half-conscious, yelled at Dimitri. His tight grip on her wrist was hurting as he dragged her towards the car.
Her words fell on deaf ears because Dimitri had pulled open the door of the car and shoved her inside. He slammed the door shut and sat down beside her.
"Drive!" His anger-filled eyes shifted to Mikhail, who had met his gaze through the rearview mirror.
Mikhail started the engine and drove off. His destination was the Petrov's family mansion.
"What is the meaning of this, Dimitri?" Adeline slurred her question, frowning.
Dimitri shot her a withering glare. "Shut your fucking trap!" He sounded absolutely mad, and Adeline could not even understand why he was angry.
What did she even do to him?
