Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

The woman scoffed, her high heels clicking against the pavement as she turned and walked away.

York, however, only chuckled lightly, dismissing her words with a wave of his hand.

The bitterness of love?

Please-

Give me a break!

No sooner had the woman left than a young girl stepped out of the bar.

She was wearing a mini skirt, showing off her creamy legs, with her curly hair flowing over her shoulders, and her makeup was flawless, making her look like a living doll. "Mr. Gibson..."

She moved closer, expecting him to welcome her advances, but York smoothly stepped aside.

With a long arm, he pulled Leda close by the waist.

Leda, who had been happily people-watching, gasped in surprise.

York looked at the young girl, "Sorry, you're a bit late."

The girl bit her lip, casting a resentful glance at Leda before reluctantly walking away.

"Using me as a shield?" Leda crossed her arms, a cold laugh escaping her lips, "And get your filthy hand off me!"

York had intended to let go, but now he didn't want to.

"What if I don't? What are you going to do about it?"

Leda laughed, a hint of challenge in her eyes, "Playing dirty now? Fine."

warning in her smile, he found his arm

Ow! Ow!" His cries of pain sounded

want to play dirty?" Leda

it!

her

loosened her grip but didn't let go, instead placing

calmly, "Now, can

help but laugh, though it was more out

had just maneuvered his hand back to where it was,

a child

in this scenario,

Leda was the parent!

Damn!

What an insult!

A blatant insult!

out of the bar, his rage palpable even

we'd meet at eight, look at the time now! How long have

you on the way here, or there

into a sneer,

was still on

did that

keep up appearances for your

en

he

hand, "Looking for another twist,

retracted

man leave, wondering what