Noah didn’t duck out of the way. Instead, he took it squarely.

Her fingers left a faint mark on his fair cheeks. Even the waiters didn’t care about him when they saw it. They merely clicked their tongue and went about their businesses.

At the next moment, he grabbed Gwynn’s hand and dragged her to the elevator.

She couldn’t break free.

He took her all the way to the underground parking lot and stuffed her into the backseat of a black Rolls-Royce. Her head hit the leather seat heavily.