#Chapter124

Raven Belongs To Who?

No matter how much I wanted to get away from him, all my efforts are futile. I mean how can I when he’s literally onto me every second. Either hugging me or holding my hands. The whole ride, he had his hands on my thigh because I wouldn’t give him my hand to hold and I scooted further away from him. But he decided that he could still hold on to me by grabbing my thigh now. Oh, why?

When we arrived at the parking lot, they were already there with their cars. He swiftly parked it next to Eliana’s white Porsche. I quickly grabbed...