His To Own
the blond man said, his smile wide as he looked at me.
“David...” Kane warned, his tone sharp, his glare saying it all.
So, Mr. Blond’s name is David.
“Hello, darling. I’m David Keith,” he said, extending his hand for a handshake.
“Anya,” I replied, shaking his hand with a small smile.
If looks could kill, Liam’s glare would’ve finished me off ten times over.