A hand clamped down on my arm.
My breath hitched. I spun around, heart pounding-and froze.
Vincent.
His grip tightened. His hair was slightly dishevelled, his shirt half-unbuttoned as if he had rushed here. His eyes-those damn eyes-were blazing.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he growled, dragging me a step closer. "Running off like a coward?"
"How did you find me so soon. I told you not to search for me." I jerked my arm back, but he didn't let go.
"You shouldn't be here," I continued, trying to sound steady, but my voice trembled. "This is over. I paid the ten million divorce money. You got what you wanted. We're done."
His jaw twitched. "You think you can pay me off? Like some business transaction?"
"It's what you said!" I snapped. "You named the price. I gave it to y
