Elena
After leaving—Andrew was still holding my wrist as he dragged me into the corner of the studio, and thank goodness, the staffs and crews were busy dealing with Hydra who kept stumbling with the script, giving them hard time that they had no time to look around and see what's happening, making me sigh in relief.
That was close.
I took off Andrew's hands that was on my wrist, frowning and glaring at him. “What was that?”
He pursed his lips and had already retracted his claws, returning to his irritating self. “What do you mean?”
I gritted my teeth. “You clearly know what I mean, Andrew. Don't play dumb with me here.”
I watched him sighed helplessly, frowning. “What's wrong with what I said? There's nothing wrong with us being close—we were even closer when we were k
