Hardin pulled away from Alexa after a few seconds of their lips locking. He cupped her face in his hands while his eyes never left hers for a second.

Her face was expressionless and he noticed that she didn't reciprocate to his advances. Or furthermore, she wasn't interested in him like he was in her.

The thought of that shattered his heart into a million tiny pieces. Maybe this had something to do with the huge gap in their status.

But at this point, nothing mattered to him any longer except the lady standing close to him. Whether she accepted him or not, he had decided to pour out his...