Thirty
Adan glowered at the salesman who was looking at me with confusion. Though he kept a professional smile on his face, his eyes betrayed his discomfort. I didn’t understand why Adan was looking at the salesman with murder in his eyes. Was he the one who kidnapped me? No, that couldn’t be possible. The culprit was in the dungeons so it couldn’t possibly be this handsome man who I’d never seen before in my life. My voice refused to work as Adan came to stand beside me and shackled an arm around my waist, drawing me closer to him, as if trying to shield me from the world. Which was strange since he was the one who told me to go shopping. So why was he upset now? “Do you always flirt with your customers or is my woman an exception?” Adan asked and my jaw dropped to the floor at the audacit
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