Ruby's POV
The entire club fell into deathly silence. Every stripper froze in place, hands covering their mouths in shock, some looking genuinely terrified at what had just happened.
"Ruby!" Stanley shot to his feet, his voice cracking with panic for the first time that evening.
Justin slowly wiped the expensive liquor from his face, his dark eyes locked on her with an intensity that made her blood run cold.
The arrogant smirk had vanished completely. What remained was a chilling emptiness that sent ice through her veins.
"Do you understand what you just did?" His voice was soft, deadly quiet.
"I understand perfectly," Ruby said through gritted teeth. "And I also understand what you did. You humiliated me in front of everyone simply because you dislike Alpha Elias. Or maybe because your little brother Stanley whispered some lies about me. But you don't know anything about me. What did I do to deserve that treatment?"
Justin's brow furrowed, but Ruby wasn't finished.
