In Flames

Now, he towered over me, his presence commanding and imposing. "Stand up," he ordered, his deep voice firm.

I defied him, my voice firm but shaking slightly. "No."

Without hesitation, he swooped down and scooped me up in his powerful arms,

lifting me off the stool as if I weighed nothing. I let out a startled squeal, drawing the attention of nearby patrons, who turned to gawk at the spectacle.