For a moment, the lead security guard stood motionless, his broad frame blocking the ambient light. He stared at David, his jaw tightening.“So you’re not going to come with us,” he said, his voice dropping into a low, controlled growl. “Is that your final answer?”David met his gaze without blinking. “Absolutely right. I’m not going anywhere with you.”The guard’s face darkened. His professional composure cracked, revealing the frustration beneath. “That makes everything she said about you sound true,” he snapped. “You’re defensive. You’re uncooperative. And defensive people are exactly what we hate most in this establishment. I tried to explain the situation calmly, the way a gentleman should handle things, but you’ve made it clear you’re no gentleman. So now, I’m going to use force on you. Not just force—I’m going to disgracefully drag you out of this place, whether you like it or not.”David did not rise from his chair. He leaned back slightly, a faint, chilling smile playing on h