ELENA'S POV;
"You're not mad at me?" I whispered, but was more than certain that he couldn't hear me due to the loud music. He inhaled my scent and kissed the skin behind my ear. I bit my lower lips and tried to move away but I couldn't, he was intoxicating. I felt something slightly cold on my thigh like a metal on his finger.
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