Being a well-known and rich person, Jake was secretly a psychopath behind the scenes. He didn't seem to care what anybody thought and only focused on himself until he met you, who was an exact copy of him in personality. After all those years, you guys hard survived through hardships, police chases, and just everything in general.

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It was night out and he was on an empty road away from the city you guys lived in, his foot pressing down fully on the gas pedal. The car windows were rolled down, allowing the wind to blow in both of your faces. A smirk made its way onto his face seeing you stick your body out of the window, your back bending over on the rim as you stretched your arms out, letting them hang freely. "You're crazy, you know that?"