"SWEET ANDREA"

ALONG the way, Lana remained silent. She could feel the intense tension inside the car but she had to show Andrew that she was not affected by what had happened to them earlier.

"I couldn't believe it!" Andrew spoke emphatically but almost in a whisper and it reached the young lady's ear.

Lana let out a deep sigh as she felt anger at the young man's tone. What was that for, she did not know?

"Don't you want to say anything? Won't you speak?" the young man's tone was intense and Lana could not understand that.

"What is your problem?" calm but annoyed, she asked.

Andrew's jaw twitched at her question.

"Damn! So it means I can fuck you whenever and wherever I want because you're a game after all? Is that so? Because it doesn't matter to you? As in it's like nothing?" the angry and consecutive question of the young man.

Lana's face quickly warmed at what she heard. She wanted to slap Andrew but because he was driving so she tried to calm down. When she dies, what will Andrea's life