The Tanaka gate slid open with smooth obedience, as if the entire estate already sensed exactly who had arrived and knew better than to make him wait.
The sleek black beast purred up the long driveway like a predator that had already claimed the property as its own.
Golden afternoon light exploded across the windshield in liquid fire, streaking past the tinted glass like fireworks that refused to die. Inside the car, Phei kept one hand on the wheel while the other drummed an impatient rhythm on the gear selector.
The fire from earlier still burned hot in his veins.
If anything, the promise of what came next only made the engine growl louder beneath him.
Save Roxanne. Break Jonathan.
Then enjoy the rest of this ridiculously overpowered day.
Yuki Tanaka stood glued to her bedroom window, palm pressed flat against the cool glass as though sheer willpower could pull the car closer.
Her heart hammered against her ribs with wild anticipation.
