[Aiden's POV]

Ansel raised an eyebrow, a smug smile creeping across his face. He held up the pair of glittering high heels as if they were a trophy. "Nice to see you too, Aiden. These?" He waggled the shoes. "They're a gift for Claire. Thought she'd look stunning in them, don't you think?"

My blood pressure spiked. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that decking him outside a crystal shoe store would probably make the evening news. "Stay away from Claire, ...