…through clenched teeth, his eyes narrowing. The room was a tapestry of tension, woven with disbelief and silent admiration for the woman who dared to stand her ground.
Amara remained steadfast, her gaze unwavering. She had seen his type before—those who believed wealth equated to power over others, those who never saw the humanity beneath a uniform. But she had learned early in her career that self-respect was worth more than any tip or approval from a condescending customer.
