Elara
"Aren't you a w***e?"
I scoff and kick him in the balls hard. He almost doubles over, and I use it to slap him.
"f**k you," I say and turn to walk away from him, but he grabs my waist and spins me to him. With one move, he presses me against his car. His handsome face is close to me. I glare at him.
"You said it yourself that you've been with many men and women, so why are you offended," he speaks in my ear.
I hate how a delightful shiver runs down my body.
"I'm not w***e. And I was f*****g teasing you, asshat!" I bark and push him away from me. He doesn't move. An emotion I'm unfamiliar with crosses his features, but I don't ponder on it. I duck and go under his arms before making my way to the huge glass doors of the packhouse. I was fuming in anger. How da
