Arianna could feel herself shaking from Harry's presence. It was a mixture of a touch of fear, but mostly anger, and knowing she couldn't escape him for a few more hours made her even more upset.

Arianna's gaze flicked towards Pierce's direction. The scowl he wore on his face was menacing, and she found him standing to his feet, looking like he was ready to handle business. Arianna had to do something before things turned left.

"If ALL of our guests would take their seats, then we can get started," Arianna said into the microphone.

Pierce didn't give a damn what Arianna said. He needed to have a word with...