CALEB’S POV
I paced the length of my room, fists clenched, jaw tight. My lip was still swollen from where that bastard security guy shoved me into the wall. “Stay away from her,” he said. Like he had any right. Like I wasn’t the one who knew Nia best. Like I wasn’t the one meant to be with her.
I slammed my fist against the dresser. Who the hell does Alexander Sutton think he is? Just because he’s rich and powerful doesn’t mean he gets to take what’s mine. He has everyone fooled, Nia included but not me. I see right through him.
That bodyguard had no damn right putting his hands on me. I wasn’t even doing anything. I just wanted to say hi.
And now they’re filing for a restraining order? A restraining order? Like I’m some threat. I’m not the problem here. He is. He turned her agains
