Chapter 33 When Giselle Dies

"I think we're being followed," Evan said, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror. Giselle immediately looked up and, through the rearview mirror, saw two suspicious black cars following them. This had to be Anna's doing. Giselle gripped the armrest tightly, a mischievous smile curling at her lips as she met Evan's gaze. "Looks like things are about to get exciting." Evan tilted his head to look at Giselle, her smile full of charm. He felt his heartbeat quicken. Then, he laughed as well, his tone full of indulgence. "Alright, let's make things even more exciting." His eyes sharpened instantly as he floored the accelerator, the black car streaking through the night like a shadowy phantom. Giselle pulled out her phone, sent Elijah a quick message, and then tossed it out the car window. … Meanwhile, Elijah had just returned to his room when a pair of slender arms wrapped around his waist. A hand slowly slid upward, tracing the contours of his chest under his shirt. Elijah grippe