Chapter 2.10

Zoey p.o.v

The driver drove into an underground parking lot, a private garage built for Marco. One I didn't know existed until now. I guess most of the other workers here have no idea of the place either.

The garage is considerably big. It is large enough to accommodate more than ten cars. And when I looked around out of the car window, there were several cars. Several expensive cars that I know are worth millions of dollars, but, of course, this Marco.

A filthy rich billionaire.

The car rode to a stop, parking beside a sports car. I was quick to unlock the door and alighted the car, eager to see it more.

And they are all raven black, typical. I shook my head, but I loved it. I have this thing for dark colored cars, like brown, grey and black. But a special something for red cars.

I sighed, fascinated by the sight. I would love to ride in one of those black beauties.

Marco came to my side, he was scowling. He pinched the tip of his nose in what I assume was irritation.

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