The Playboy’s Downfall novel Chapter 54

ISLA

Zero has been driving for more than thirty minutes. We left the building at 6:50 P.M. I glanced at the wall clock in my living room and now, it was already 7:20 P.M. I was tempted to ask but I’m afraid of the deafening silence between us. It seems like Zero needs some quiet time at this moment.

I badly wanted to lean on the window and just watch the enormous street lights but I’m afraid I might turn the spark off and will break my posture. I just then leaned the back of my head at the headrest of my seat and sighed. Which I thought will not catch Zero’s attention, but it did.

“You’re bored?’ that’s the first thing that came out and broke his silence since we stopped talking a few minutes ago.

“Not really,” I replied and realizes that it will be brought to something which he might misunderstand. I saw how the side of his lips rose and formed a smirk.

“Would you mind if I pull over and let’s have some me-time?” he asked which makes me gasp my eyes grew bigger and looked at him, brows furrowing.

The small lump in my neck moved as I gulped. “W-What?” I stuttered.

Zero glanced into my side which arouse a little thump in my heart. “Hey, you’re driving,” I stated which only makes him smirk.

“I can drive even if I close my eyes for an hour,” he uttered, a little bit conceited. I don’t know if he’s showing off, or if he really can do that. I will not know not unless I see it. But I’m afraid we’ll get hit by a truck or a car—oh, me and my stupid imagination again.

“What’s bothering you?” he asked me again.

I heaved a deep sigh and looked past through the window. “Where are we going?” there, I finally asked what was bothering me.

Zero let out a soft chuckle. “Impatient, are we?” he glanced at me. “You don’t want surprises?”

I bit my lower lip and looked at him. “It’s not that—”

“How about I pull over and let’s have—”

“Zero?” I glared at him which makes him laugh handsomely—more so, seductively.

“Kidding. I just want you to enjoy this night. Inside my car, passing through the streets and mesmerized by the glimmering lights,” he asserted which makes my heart hyperventilate. It was just a short description of the surroundings but…

“And savor the moment with you…” he glanced at me, “sitting next to me,” he added.

It was at that moment that my chest tightened, my heart stop beating, my world stopped spinning… and thought to myself: ‘damn, I am whipped—I think I’m falling… too deep.’

It seems like I was dead for one moment and brought to life afterward.

I faked a cough to clear my throat, arched my brow, and glanced at the window, trying not to flash a smile or a smirk.