I stood there, caught in Ethan Stone's piercing gaze, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it. Every instinct screamed at me to run, to get as far away from this dangerous man as possible. But I couldn't move. I was a moth drawn to a flame, knowing I might get burned.
"Well, Miss Greer?" Ethan's voice was low, a hint of amusement coloring his tone. "I'm waiting for your apology."
I gritted my teeth, swallowing my pride. I had Leo to think about, a life to rebuild, a legacy to reclaim. I couldn't afford to make an enemy of someone as powerful as Ethan Stone, no matter how much I wanted to tell him exactly where he could shove his demand for an apology.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Stone," I forced out, the words tasting bitter. "And... thank you for allowing me to touch you."
