Paying for His Services
Settled inside the limousine, Samantha kept staring at Gael who was casually leaning back, his hand hovered over his side. His stitches opened and it bled, it was pretty obvious that he was in pain yet he kept quiet about it as he tapped nonstop on his phone.
"You need to get that checked," she said in a soft voice. Her kindness surprised Gael, making him turn his head to her abruptly. She bit her lip, knitted her brows and a crease formed on her forehead, worried that something serious might happen to him in the car. Seeing her like this, Gael's heart skipped a beat.
"I'm okay. I'll send you home." He turned his head away and recalled what happened just earlier. Truth be told, Gael hesitated back at the restaurant. He could easily finish them off but he held himself back because he did not want to frighten Samantha.
The limo moved forward, joining the traffic in the capital.