[Music recommendation: Mike Dean - Devil's Paradise]
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As evening slipped into night, the storm intensified.
The wind howled through the trees, bending their branches as a lone Bentley sped down the deserted road leading into the vast private estate.
With every metre she covered, drawing closer to the destination, Aliana's heart began to race.
She knew what she was doing was reckless.
Completely outrageous.
And yet, she could not bring herself to turn back now, as there was no other choice left to her.
Her grip tightened around the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white when her destination finally came into view.
Drawing in a sharp breath, she turned smoothly and brought the car to a stop before the towering metallic gates, where guards stood on alert.
As one of them approached, she lowered her window, the cold wind brushing against her skin.
"How can I help you, miss?" the guard asked.
