ELARA
I knew exactly how to deal with arrogant men like Hardin, the kind who walked around like the world owed them everything just because they had those stupidly perfect abs, and that dominating presence that commanded all the air in the room, not to mention those mesmerizing golden-flecked eyes that had almost pinned me to the wall a second ago like I was already his.
Yeah… no. If anything, he'd just woken up the wild part of me. And he was about to regret every second of it. Arguing was pointless with Hardin, so I didn't waste my breath with any of it.
Instead, I lifted my foot and slammed it down hard on his neatly polished leather shoe.
I didn't even give him time to process the sting of the pain before I grabbed his ear, yanked him toward the door, flung it open, and shoved him out into the hallway with every ounce of strength I had.
