Alexander's POV
I know that I should better control my temper. But seeing another man put his hands on my woman made me want to pull my 9mm out and put a piece of lead between his eyes. Aria's hand stroked my leg, bringing my anger to ease. Our food arrived, making Aria perk up with joy. I chuckled at her excitement. "Are you happy, princess?", I asked her, smiling with satisfaction. "Yes, of course. Who isn't happy when steak gets put in front of them?", she countered.
I reached up and wrapped my hand around the back of her neck. I pulled her lips to mine, claiming them in a heated war. I needed everyone here to know she was more than just a dance partner on the floor. She was mine, and not to be touched. A wanting moan slipped past Aria's lips. I growled as I tried to control my urges
