Eliana's heart trembled as she distinctly felt a sharp object on her face; it was a threat.

In the silence between them, their slightly hurried breaths were almost audible.

In a flash, the man's hand encircled her waist. Eliana's brow furrowed slightly, and she lifted her foot to stomp on the man's leather shoe with her high heel.

He grunted softly and released his hold on her.

"Jeremy, what do you think you're doing?" Eliana turned her head and, as expected, saw ...