The Linen Closet

***Aria’s POV***

The deafening growl of the Bugatti’s engine settled into a smooth, vibrating hum as we tore down the dark, winding road heading east. I sat fully immersed in the plush leather of Alpha Roman’s passenger seat, absolutely paralyzed by the rapid turn of events. I couldn’t function. My mind was reeling, spinning violently out of control as the reality of the last twenty minutes crash