Reid locked the door to the VIP office and turned to face Bella, his expression dark and filled with a simmering anger. He couldn't believe the recklessness he had just witnessed on the dance floor and the danger that she was just in. Bella looked flustered; her cheeks flushed from the alcohol coursing through her veins. She tried to stand her ground, despite the overwhelming intimidation she felt when confronted by Reid's stern gaze.
With a hint of irritation in his voice, Reid demanded, "Bella, what the f**k were you doing down there??"
Bella swallowed hard, the alcohol making her responses less controlled. She tried to assert her independence, even though she knew she was in the wrong, plus that she was still angry and hurt by his rejection that happened several months ago.
"Reid, I
