The Extorted Favor

POV: HAZEL.

The guttural roar of the V10 engine reverberated through the crisp morning air as I navigated the winding streets of Geneva. My hands gripped the leather steering wheel of the brand-new Lamborghini, the glossy, aerodynamic machine responding effortlessly to my slightest touch. A soft smile played on my lips. Trent had surprised me with it just last night, a grand gesture that felt so