For a few long seconds, Allen just stared at them.
At the way Lennox held Zara’s hand. At the way his fingers brushed along her skin like he belonged there. His jaw tightened, looking so rigid like it could break if anyone touched it.
Lennox smirked though, because it was none of his business how he reacted. He had just been an ass now, saying he didn’t believe he was with Zara, because he didn’t see her as someone a man like him would be with.
He had not just undervalue her, but made it seem like she could or should never be with a man of value, the one that would value her higher than he had ever done in his life.
Lennox had seen men like Allen before. He had dealt with them before. The type who thought they were untouchable, who walked around like women were just accessories they
