Amara Cross POV
“Of course, sir. They will be dismissed immediately.”
The employee’s voice shook as she said the words. She hurried toward them with unsteady steps to carry out the order. At that moment, another employee approached, fear clear on her face as she bent deeply before Dorian’s overwhelming presence.
“We apologize for this carelessness, Mr. Dorian. This way, please,” she said in a trembling voice, then pointed with her shaking hand toward the first store in the mall that had now become ours alone.
Only then did his arm slide gently from around my neck. He lifted my hand and trapped it between his long fingers. His large, warm palm wrapped fully around mine. I dropped my gaze at once. My fingertips froze inside his grip, and a burning heat crept up my cheeks, as if I were ho
