ELARA'S POV
Alvin stumbled back with a seductive smirk and rubbed his chest. Water spilled on my legs and I felt a sharp cut pierce through my ankle.
I winced and moved back, my heart pounding against my chest as he glanced at the glass shards and circled his eyes on my breasts.
"I really don't like it rough," he smacked his lips.
"Alvin, I said no. I don't want to have sex with you." I repeated, swallowing hard as I continued moving back. "You understand why I don't want to… right?"
He snickered and tilted his head towards my door. Then he stared at the light switch at the top right corner beside the door. "First, you throw yourself at me in the club, then you act weird to get my attention again. I'll give you credit because it worked like a charm." He moved back and clenched his feet.
