56. Winning The Team Over

Esme's POV

The first light of the morning sun the next day painted the sky with soft hues of pink and orange.

I and Silvan walked out of the room at the same time, bags packed and anticipation shimmering in my eyes.

We made our way to the Lycian garage, where several sleek cars were parked.

A gasp escaped my lips at the number of cars parked professionally in the garage, I wondered how many Silvan owned to himself.

Silvan pointed to one of the cars, a black Lamborghini and one of the guards made to open it.

He raised his hands in the air, stilling the guard's movement.

"I will drive, bring two extra cars with you,” he said curtly, and the guard bowed in acceptance.

Silvan took the car keys and led me to it. He opened the door of the posh Lamborghini, its interior filled with soft, luxurious wolf fur and equipped with advanced navigation charms.

With a sense of anticipation, I settled into the plush leather seat, my fingers brushing against the smooth surface.

Silvan took the driver