Leah
"Don't move," he hissed. "Don't say a f*****g word. Just stand still."
The man reached us, his gaze crawling over me.
"Sir," Aiden said, his voice tight. "I wasn't expecting you here tonight."
The man I figured was the Don chuckled, his gaze flicking between Aiden's possessive grip on me and my neck.
"This one's new," he said.
"Just one of the girls from the club."
"Ah." He licked his lip, eyes still on me. "What's your name, princess?"
"She is not important," Aiden cut in sharply, his nails digging into my side.
The Don chuckled again.
"If you keep acting like that, Aiden," he said. "I might start to think she is more than just a girl from the club."
A vein bulged in Aiden’s neck as his jaw clenched.
The Don offered his hand to me. "Dance with me."
"She can't dance," A
