Kian’s P.O.V
One simple warning— Stay away from Verena.
I tried to adhere to it, kept a low profile, and tried to bury myself in my work just to take my mind off the fact that Verena and I were now divorced. But since that night that our lips touched, a flame reignited in my chest—a consuming one.
She had completely invaded my brain and taken control of my mind so badly that if I didn’t see her, I could lose my s**t.
That was how it started again. For days, I’d been in disguise, pacing slowly outside my uncle’s mansion—just for a glimpse of Verena.
I was about to accept defeat, convinced that my uncle lied about her living with him until a car rolled out of the gates. It all happened in a blur but I had seen her in that car.
I tailed her to the grocery store, slipping behind the
