"Alexander, this is my husband, Erik." Aryana noticed the friction between the two men so he introduced Erik.
"You have good taste, Mr. Lee. Your woman is very beautiful." Alexander placed his hands in his pocket. He was wearing a plain white polo shirt, a black denim jacket and black jeans. His eyes lingered on Aryana's collarbones before he shifted to her face and gave her a charming smile.
Erik clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes. He knew his last name even when Aryana only told him his first name. The man in front of him wasn't a simple one.
Alexander's gaze fell on the wedding ring on Aryana's finger. His gaze darted to Erik's ring finger and noted that he was also wearing a similar one.
"Your wife saved me earlier when I was knocked off my surfboard. I gave her this, as payment for saving me but she declined. Maybe I should give this to you and you gave it to her." He passed the red box to Erik.
