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Flashback continues

Even if they had the chance to dance with Don Denzel, he would only pay them what he liked, but he was giving this woman the chance to mention her price. They longed to be in her shoes.

"She’s so lucky. Who is she anyway?" the murmurings and gossips began.

As to whether Don Denzel heard, there was no sign of it in his eyes. All other women and every sound were greatly ignored. Only the woman in front of him had his attention.

"I don’t know, but I think Don Denzel must really like her."

"Does it mean we don’t get the chance?"

As the women kept murmuring, the one in front of them frowned. The man before her was gorgeous, much better looking than the ones she had paid to dance with her, but how dare he try to buy her time with money? Did he think she was some commodity to just be purchased?

"Thanks for the offer, but I’ll pass." There was no trace of politeness in her tone as she brushed Don Denzel’s annoying request aside.

Don Denzel’s good mood was ruined. Godic was so shocked by the rejection, and knowing his boss has never courted a woman, he spoke in his stead.

"Miss, you seem to misunderstand. My boss is not interested in anything other than a dance. You will be paid too."

He was saddened to have his boss turned down when it was his first time in this situation. A proud man like Don Denzel would not be able to handle the shame.

"His offer seems too good to be true. I’d rather dance with a pig," the woman retorted mercilessly. From her seductive look, her rather ruthless words sent knives of pain slashing through Don Denzel’s heart like never before.

The club fell silent as the cold chills emanating from Don Denzel caused the women around him to shiver. They began to move slowly away, fearing what he might do to this woman.

Though his expression was unreadable, Godic knew that he was deeply hurt by being compared to a pig. These dons were very proud, and this woman had just humiliated Don Denzel, the most feared don among all the dons in the united states.

Surprisingly, his voice was calm as he buried the pain deep within him. "You are sharp-tongued," Don Denzel pointed out. The woman seemed unfazed and retorted,

"And you are proud, arrogant, and rude. Why don’t you dance with your money since I don’t want it? You are blocking the light. Out of my way," she pushed him, but when the force did nothing to move him, she feared a little.

When she lifted her head to meet his furious gaze, fear enveloped her as she swallowed tightly. But then again, he was the one who ruined her happy mood. Today was her birthday, and with her family away, she had come to celebrate alone.

Who knew that this arrogant man would approach her with such a ridiculous offer? Finding joy in humiliating him for ruining her night, she shrugged, "you aren’t my type."

Jaws dropped, and every woman felt that those words were not true. Don Denzel was the only Don who was every woman’s type and yet, wasn’t interested in their nakedness. A dance was all he ever asked. Don Denzel caught her by the arm.

When she couldn’t free herself from him like she usually would, her mind blurred a little. Usually, men like this were no match for her, but with this man’s grip, she could not even move.

His voice was wintry as he glared at her. "You will regret this. I will make sure of it."

His grip on her arm loosened right after he said those words, as if her body temperature burned him.

The woman was frightful, but knowing that this wasn’t her world and she would soon be leaving, she had nothing to fear. Besides, if he had anything to do to her, he should have done it right there and then.

He was just trying to save his face from the humiliation she caused him. Her head lifted gracefully, and she held his furious gaze. His aura was a clear hint that he was a powerful don, but too bad he would never find her after she leaves this place.

"As long as you don’t own the globe, just as you don’t own me, that will never happen," she said and walked away.

The woman left within a blink, and Godic seemed to be even more upset. She could have refused politely, but why throw an insult in Don Denzel’s face? That woman was not just rude but also disrespectful.

Someone had to teach her a good lesson. "Should we go after her and teach her a lesson?" He asked Don Denzel politely. There was silence for a while as Don Denzel weighed his options.

Indeed, if he had not approached her, she wouldn’t have had the guts. This was his first time doing something like this, leaving him with regret.

For as long as he never crosses paths with her again, then everything would be fine, but if they meet again, then that would be a different story.

For now, all he had to do was to make sure that what happened here doesn’t go viral as that would earn him mockery among his fellow dons.

"No, just let her be," he swallowed his fury and responded calmly. "Whatever happened here, stays here."

However, Godic saw the humiliation in Don Denzel’s eyes but also knew that he had to take charge of all the videos to ensure that nothing about it went viral.

Don Denzel, who usually did the rejection, was the one facing it. His good mood was ruined, and he left not only the club and not to his pack but the Litha Moon pack.

End of flashback

"That is what happened," Alpha Denzel said coldly. Allessia was speechless as she saw the proof in her hand. It was the video proof of what had happened in the club on that fateful day.

Knowing this man, she had no idea that he faced such a level of humiliation, though the videos were wiped. Somehow, he still kept the original copy, which only meant that he never intended to forgive that woman.

Looking at the face and the body structure, that woman was no doubt Valerie.