ROMAN POV

The nerve of that woman to look me in the eyes and call me, an entitled bastard who needs to learn some manners.

Me, the great alpha Roman.

I have never felt so humiliated.

She didn't even give me an opportunity to defend myself.

I did that all for her.

That waiter was humiliating her.

Is it such a bad thing that I am fighting for my mate's honour.

Crash that, she is no mate of mine.

No mate of mine would choose to bring redicle upon me.

To think she would take the side of jerk, just because he is good looking.

He is not even half...