Page 334 of By His Vow

“If that’s true, then he isn’t worthy of you.”

Walk away.?

Just walk away.?

“And why is that?” I ask, unable to follow my own advice.?

Spinning on the balls of my feet, I find myself at eye level with him. Many would cower the second his eyes locked on theirs. But while I may not be as powerful or important as him or anyone else in this room, I refuse to bow down to them.?

Money doesn’t make you more important. Your job title doesn’t make you more or less worthy of anyone’s time or attention.?

The only thing that matters is the kind of person you are. And the one staring back at me with a mixture of mirth and expectation lighting up his green eyes is a selfish jerk who only cares about his reputation.?

“Because a beautiful woman like you should never be attending an event like this alone if you’re not single.”

I raise a brow but keep my expression neutral.?

“It’s a huge risk when instead of missing him,” he explains before throwing his whiskey back and pushing to his feet, moving closer. He towers over me even in my heels, forcing me to raise my chin to keep eye contact. “You could be spending your time getting to know me better.”

His alcohol-laced breath rushes over me and his eyes bounce between mine as if I’m meant to be… what? Impressed at that pathetic attempt to pick me up?

“Fortunately for him, it’s a risk he doesn’t need to worry about. Goodnight, Kian. Good luck with your next victim.” And with those words hanging in the air between us, I walk away, making sure I put as much sway into my hips as possible.?

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