The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

“I have gathered the parts from all around the globe from fellow fanatics!”

“Are you serious?”

He knew it was time for him to shine. “Yes! If you’re interested, why don’t you drop by my place and see if there’s anything you want? I have plenty of those at my place!”

Sabrina couldn’t pull herself together anymore. She removed her pairs of high heels and handed her bag to the man, climbing her way into the car without a second thought.

No ordinary man could withstand the woman with a busty figure crawling into the car under broad daylight.

She seemed to be a fallen angel due to the gothic makeup she had put on. With just one glance, the man secretly gulped to get a grip on himself.

Meanwhile, the man inside the SUV opposite the street grasped the steering wheel with all his might when he saw her climbing into the car.

Crack!

When the passenger next to him heard the sound of him cracking his finger, he stammered, “M-Major—”

Gritting his teeth, Devin repeated his instructions, “Get out of the car!”

His comrade couldn’t figure out the things going on since Devin wasn’t even that intimidating of a figure when they were involved in a war.

Devin accelerated the car without a second thought in an attempt to pursue the

up to? Is that the suspect of the firearm

an hour later, Sabrina finally made it to the residential

to his instructions. Once they reached, he

was thrilled since he had gotten Sabrina to drop by his place. Needless to say, he was certain his parents were

mansion. She asked, “Where’s

that

as instructed. Shortly after she figured out their upcoming

was really afraid things wouldn’t

renowned Sheerwood family, he had quite an impressive garage since a bungalow was

merely a piece of cake for him since his father was

eyes gleaming when as she drove into the garage with all sorts of parts of cars everywhere, “That’s

the ones the Hayeses owned. However, Isaac thought those

pretty sure no one is a match for me in terms

“Are you serious?”

urge to look around anymore. A

subordinate, carrying her pair of heels

the reason I tell you it’s just a piece of cake to