Killian
I stood there, watching Emma's car fade away until it disappeared down the road. I sighed, long and heavy. Damn, I wanted her to stay. Not just for that night, but with me, for real. All of her, no reservations, no ghosts from the past. But I couldn't force it. I couldn't pull her towards me while she was still torn between me and that bastard Jasper.
Just thinking about him made my blood boil. I remembered that damned scene in the elevator. The way he walked in so casually, with that shameless look only he had. And then, without warning, he planted that kiss on her, right in front of me. In front of me. The bastard knew exactly what he was doing, and I nearly lost my damn composure at that moment.
The smug grin he gave afterward... God, how I wanted to punch his face right ther
