ROMAN POV
I peel out of the driveway, anger coursing through my veins.
I hate her.
I hate that woman so much.
I dial Landon's number.
He answers on the first ring.
"Roman, what's up?" he asks.
"Rose," I spit.
"Rose?" Landon repeats.
"The tramp is already sleeping with Kane," I snarl.
Landon pauses.
"Roman, slow down. What's going on?" he asks.
I take a deep breath.
"Saw them together. Laughing. Smiling. It's like she didn't even care," I confess, infuriated.
Landon's silence confuses me.
"Landon?" I prompt.
"Roman, I don't get it," he says.
"Get what?" I ask confused
"Why you're so jealous. You slept with her, blackmailed her, and now you're mad she's moved on?" Landon asks with the most unimpressed tone ever.
I grip the steering wheel.
"I didn't expect her to move on s
