D A M O N
"I came to ask you how the party went, only to ask your maid and she said you were in the guest room. Trouble in paradise?" Roland tried to stifle a laugh as he walked into the guest room I had reluctantly occupied for the night. I was up all night, unable to sleep, not wanting to be away from Kiara. How the hell did I get so attached to her?
I glared at him. "Shut the f**k up."
"Whoa, touchy subject, I see," Roland said, raising his hands in mock surrender. "Did the little mouse finally bite back?"
"Something like that," I grumbled, running a hand through my hair. I had barely slept, my mind replaying the events of tonight. The way she stood up to Nolan, the defiance in her eyes when she argued with me. It was a f*****g roller coaster of emotions. And I wasn’t sure if I li
