*Pindrops*
Elara’s POV:
Harden moved so close to me and it made my skin itch. I put so much effort into creating distance between us, a distance which he kept closing until there was nowhere to run. I was trapped between him and the chair.
He leaned in, prepared to kiss me, but I didn't want that. I turned away, and his lips fell on my cheek, which I then shoved away.
"What are you trying to do?!" I yelled, my eyes widening in shock.
"C'mon, don't be so stubborn. If you want to leave me, you should at least give me what I've waited so long to have. Let's have one night together." he said, approaching again. This time I shoved him off harder, taking the glass of drink and pouring it over his face, hoping to regain his conscious mind.
Instead of stopping like I expected, he moved furth
