Chapter 78
Elena’s POV:
“What if I want to be broken?” I whispered.
His body tensed.
For a moment, he just stared at me, his eyes darkening with something unreadable. Then, a slow smirk curled his lips. “I’m not sure you’re ready for that,” he murmured.
Then, just like that, he released me.
I stood there, breathless, as he turned toward a door beside his bathroom—his dressing room, I assumed. Just as he reached for the handle, he glanced back and winked.
My stomach twisted.
I sucked in a sharp breath. This was my cue to leave. My skin burned with heat, and the scent of my arousal hung thick in the air—I could smell it, which meant he could, too.
I didn’t dare look back as I hurried out of the room.
“Elena! I was just—” Jasmine started as she met in the hallway, but I did
