(Scarlett's POV)
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
The voice is deep, controlled, with just enough edge to make Virginia freeze. I look up to see a tall man in an impeccably tailored charcoal suit. His dark hair is styled perfectly, and when his steel-gray eyes meet mine for a split second, there's something protective there that makes my chest tighten.
Virginia's face flushes red as she tries to pull her wrist free. "Let go of me! This is none of your business!"
"Actually, it is." His grip remains steady but not cruel. "This is a public establishment, and you were about to assault the owner."
"I wasn't going to—" Virginia starts, but even she can't finish that lie.
The man releases her wrist with deliberate slowness, like he's discarding something distasteful. "Oh, I think you wer
