Chapter 43: Ms. Balam, Is Your Husband Impotent?

Margot Good's pupils snapped tight. In the mirror, her own stunned face stared back at her. She could not have imagined it. This was the same little waiter who, just a few days ago, would blush and get flustered if he so much as met her eyes. And yet he dared to push back this hard? "Christian Yale! Have you lost your mind?!" She twisted to break free, only for him to drive her harder against the glass. Heat surged up her spine, fury flaring in an instant. "You want to burn it all down with me?!" "Burn...