172 Forceful

"Don't mind him. The man is trustworthy." Alexander confidently said, smiling gently at the old bartender before he poured Sebastian a glass of wine and slid it over to him. 

Seeing the forced patience in the younger man's expression, Alexander did not waste any more time and started talking. He could tell that Sebastian's blood was still boiling and hot. Right now, he was simply forcing himself to listen to him. Not that this guy had ever been willing, though. He knew that the only reason he was able to tamp down on that explosive anger and impatience was all due to the mention of that little wife of his.