Claire stood next to Byron, her heart churning with a mix of emotions—bitterness, gratitude, and a strange warmth she hadn’t felt in a long time.
Her eyes rested on the man by her side. His tall, muscular frame radiated raw masculinity, every line of his physique exuding an energy so intense it could make any woman weak in the knees.
She had picked him up on a whim, a handsome male model from the club, expecting nothing more than a fleeting distraction. But now, here he was, standing up to Jameson—a man most would fear to offend—all for her.
Recalling Byron’s deft and commanding actions just moments ago, Claire felt her cheeks grow warm.
For the first time, she saw Jameson—the man who had once stood tall in her eyes—reduced to a humiliated figure on his knees. A stark contrast to the c
