Chapter 162

• Rose’s POV
• “I have a better deal—your head,” Shirin said, stepping forward. His voice was low, dangerous, the kind of quiet that made the air itself tighten.
• “Hey, hey, hey… don’t go and do anything hasty here.” Damian lifted both hands, palms out, his nervous laugh trembling around the edges. “Take your time to think my offer through. I am talking about a lot of gold and silver.” His outstretched arms were a clear sign he wanted no part of the smoke he had stirred.