Aurel's POV
I stood up to grab his hand. This situation could get bad, and I also thought the two of them would fight, even though that was not my intention.
"Mathias," I called softly.
He remained staring intently at the man sitting quietly in front of him. His body was hard, and it was difficult to handle him when he was so emotional.
"Aurel came alone and wanted to see me," he explained.
Mathias didn't like that when he turned slightly to look at me. He took my hand without saying anything to his father, who had been cool with his provocative attitude. He pulled my hand away.
"Let's get out of here."
I followed him, though he must have felt some discomfort and didn't want the situation to get any worse than this.
"Mr. William, please excuse us." That was all I could say in a hur
