Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0428

Nicholas grabbed my hand and threw me into the car without a word! He did not even bother with the seatbelt. His sports car instantly hit 180 miles per hour. Even in the dead of night, this was insanely dangerous on city streets. My face went pale. I felt sick to my stomach like I might throw up any second. With shaking hands, I fumbled for the seatbelt.

"Nicholas, have you lost your mind?"

His bloodshot eyes were glued to the road ahead. He did not even blink, let alone answer me. The speedometer crept up to 200 miles per hour.

"Nicholas! If you want to die, leave me out of it! Stop the car! I want to get out!" His pupils constricted. Maybe something I said hit a nerve. He finally answered, "I wish we could die together!"

The car hit 220, and I did not dare provoke him further. Who knew how much faster he might go? I tried to stay calm.

"Okay. Then don't stop. Just slow down a bit. Where are you taking me? I'll go with you. We haven't seen each other in so long, so we can talk on the way."

I had underestimated how far gone Nicholas was. He ignored everything I said. I started to wonder if he could even hear me.

"Ariana, we should have died together at Pete's wedding. That way, we'd be together forever, and Pete would have a wedding he'd never forget!"

The car hit 250 miles per hour. We had reached its limit. At this speed, even a tiny pebble on the road could kill us both. He must have been insane!

did not want me to live either! He already forced

I died here, it might actually be a relief. I was so tired of all this! My eyes were burning as

stomach and yelled until my throat was raw," We'll

pale face suddenly flushed red. He roared in disbelief, "Ariana,

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