Verena
Kian leaned against the wall of the hallway, his eyes narrowing on me. I could feel the blood rushing into my own ears, hard and deafening.
Not only did he ruin my morning. He ruined every plan I had for his uncle.
Anger threatened to consume me and every part of me fought to confront Kian but I’d rather ignore him because the last thing I wanted was for Nina to walk in on us arguing. If I did that, he would leave me alone.
But, I could never be more wrong.
The moment I attempted to walk past him, he pushed off the wall—stokes of coal burning in those eyes that held mine, and for a second, a shudder rolled through me.
He didn’t intimidate me. It was just that since I have known Kian, I had never seen him this mad.
Like he wanted to murder someone. Me.
At the same ti
