“How utterly vulgar,” she sneered, tossing the box onto a nearby velvet ottoman as if it had burned her.

“Did you truly drive all the way to my family’s private sanctuary just to humiliate yourself in public?”

Daniel lunged forward, his fingers wrapping around my wrist with bruising force.

“We are leaving. Right this second.”

I didn’t pull away.

I simply tilted my chin down, staring fixedly at his white-knuckled grip on my skin until he was forced to follow my gaze.

“I’d be exceptionally careful if I were you, Daniel,” I whispered, keeping my tone feather-light.

“There are high-definition security cameras in every corner of this room. Assault doesn’t play well with your investors.”