ELARA’S POV~
My feet weren't moving. Like, literally, my brain was screaming "RUN, YOU i***t!" but my legs were just... stuck. Glued to the expensive rug.
Hugh was standing there. Naked. And I mean, really naked.
The sun was hitting him in a way that made the grey in his hair look almost silver, but his body? His body was all heat and muscle and this terrifying, heavy energy. He wasn't covering up. He was just... stroking his c**k. That massive, scary thing between his legs.
"You hear me, Elara?" he asked. His voice wasn't loud, but it felt like it was inside my head. "I said turn around. Go to your room."
I should have run. I swear, I should have. But my eyes? They had a mind of their own. They dropped.
Oh my goodness.
He was huge. Like, actually huge. His hand looked almost smal
