Florian's eyes were cold, his posture rigid as he faced Scarlett. Her earlier arrogance faltered, her shoulders tensing as she crossed her arms defensively. A flicker of unease danced in her eyes, but she quickly masked it with a sneer.
"Oh, did I hit a nerve?" she taunted, lifting her chin defiantly. "It's not my fault you got yourself kidnapped. Maybe next time, don't be so careless."
Florian's jaw tightened, his teeth grinding together as the words sank in. A sharp, hot anger surged through him, boiling beneath his skin. 'She really thinks it was that simple? That it was just some minor inconvenience?' His fingers curled into fists, nails biting into his palms.
