Drasa’s POV
Now I have realized that being an elite doesn’t give you the basic intelligence you need to communicate with people.
A soft gasp fled my lips as I took a step backward. My eyes raked over his moneyed jacket and jeans that clearly symbolized his status.
“You in?” His voice echoed in my skull, and I laughed out, inducing him to scowl a little bit.
Yes, good - that’s what I want from him.
“No, I’m out,” was all I declared before veering around to walk away, but he was quick enough to double-cross me before I could step further.
“Did you just walk out on me?” He seemed surprised like this was the first time someone had walked out on him.
“Yes, I’m walking out because I’m not in for your game.”
I left without looking back, feeling his eyes follow me.
How can he think he co
