The Billionaire's Flower
Violet maintains her stance for a few moments longer before bursting into laughter and stepping back.
“Ah, really Mr. Whitlock? You of all people shouldn't act all innocently caring. Have you forgotten your shameless lies the day we met?” she proudly states, a playful smile tugging at her mouth. Shifting to a normal sitting position, I rub the back of my neck in embarrassment at my behavior.
“Stranger or future beloved, I don't see the problem in caring about their well being,” I confidently reply, standing to full height.
“How very chivalrous of you, but I don't need your protection,” Violet states before walking out the room.