The dirt attached to your satin black heels, when you entered the abandoned building where supposedly Ridge was, according to your hacker after he tracked his location. And it didn't take you and your personal guard long enough before you discovered him, in one of the underground dungeons. Watching a man, chained to the chair getting punched several times by his men.

As you called out to announce your presence,"So, you were ignoring my calls to watch this asshole get beaten up?" He huffs, trying to feign annoyance at your statement and your presence in this rather dangerous place,"My love.. it's not like that." It almost sounded like a plea when he spoke but you was not having any of it.

You glare at him in rage before turning on your heel and storming out of the stinky room with blood. Not wanting to have a "private" conversation in front of anyone. He wastes no time and follows behind you, putting everything on hold for the time being. He's basically pleading when he calls back,"Baby, listen..darling?" He grips your wrist and pulls you against his chest and when you barely spare him an eye roll, his hand wraps around your throat and he gives you a peck, trying to calm you down.