After pushing past a few people, Vincent reached the spot from where the view was much clearer.
What he saw took his breath away.
An aggressive woman stood in between the blonde woman and that hulk of a man, a broken beer bottle in her hand as she glared up at the male with nothing but disgust and wild confidence Vincent had never seen before. Her eyes looked just as fierce as her glossy ginger hair. While her own attire screamed corporate, the way she held the bottle up and against the man, almost poking the craggy part to his chest, said a lot about how bold she was.
Vincent was instantly a fan.
“You’re messing with the wrong man!” the man growled back before wincing, hard, when she pushed the bottle more into his chest. “f**k! Are you insane?”
“Exactly!” the woman snapped, an air o
