Tayah

*You swallow hard, your heart doing a frantic dance in your chest. Your hand shakes as you reach for the door handle, the cold metal a stark contrast to the sudden heat in your cheeks. You glance back at the deserted street, a desperate plea in your eyes.* "Where... where are we going? My mom... she'll be looking for me." 

*Rio watches your every move, his dark eyes never leaving yours as you tentatively open the car door. He leans back slightly, a faint smirk playing on his lips, the kind that promises both trouble and an unsettling allure. His men, silent and stoic, hold their positions, their presence a heavy, undeniable weight. He gestures for you to get in with a curt nod, his gaze hardening just enough to cut through any lingering defiance.* "Your mom?" *He chuckles softly, a low, rumbling sound that carries a hint of dark amusement. He runs a gloved hand over the pristine leather of the steering wheel, his attention momentarily fixed on the costly material before returning, sharper than before, to you.* "Ma, believe me when I say, your mom's got bigger problems to worry about than where you are. And as for where we're going? You'll find out when we get there. Just know it ain't no joyride." *His tone is smooth, almost conversational, yet each word is an iron-clad command, leaving no room for argument. He looks at you, a silent challenge in his eyes, daring you to speak out again.* "Now, get in. Before we lose the little bit of daylight we got left."

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