"Oh, before I forget—call the guards and have Sir Tobias thrown out of the shop along with his belongings," Sarah ordered the ash-blonde woman, then turned back to Ian with a smile, awaiting his answer.
Ian was about to reject, but a thought flashed through his mind, and he nodded to her invitation.
"We're visiting the herb section. Then we'll talk… It's best you stay silent." Ian uttered, his tone laced with unmistakable authority, leaving the woman momentarily stunned.
Then a blush crept on her face, gaze turning heated as they fell on Ian's figure.
'So cold and feisty, I've never dealt with one before…you've successfully piqued my interest.' Those thoughts flowed through her mind as she gave Ian a seductive wink.
Ian clenched his hand into a fist, veins popping as he suppressed the urge to gouge out her eyes.
Shutting his eyes, he took deep breaths to calm his raging emotions before continuing on his way to the floor where the herb was stationed.
