Ariana's POV.
I stared back and forth between two men. I didn't understand what was going on here. Then I realized I was in the arms of a stranger, and my boyfriend was standing there, glaring at us. I felt embarrassed and ashamed. I began to struggle to make myself free. But the stranger only tightened his arms around me.
I lifted my head to look at him. He smiled charmingly at me as if he had won the world. His eyes gleamed with victory. He was handsome, not as handsome as Vincent. He was huge and well built. Much bigger than an average man. His long dark hair was wild and fell loose on his shoulders. His tanned face was covered with a dark brown beard that was trimmed neatly, making him look dangerously gorgeous.
I looked at Vincent. His blue eyes had become bloodshot red with ange
