"LUCIAN?" SHILOH ADMONISHED, shocked by his fiancé's outward rage.
"What the fuck is he doing here Shiloh?" He snarled seizing his arm.
"You're hurting me." Shiloh tried to wrench his arm away from Lucian's unrelenting grip but it only tightened. "He's a customer—I—I didn't— I don't know who—"
"Why are you lying to me?" He spat. "I saw the way you were talking to him. You know him."
"He comes in every so often—"
"Yeah? And you let him eye fuck you like that—"
"Lucian, no, I would never—" Shiloh stammered, stunned by the way Lucian was chastising him in public.
"What does he want?" Lucian barked. "Tell me."
Shiloh jumped at his tone, tears springing to his eyes.
