Kai’s POV“Chiara, stop, talk to me,” I called after her, following her into the kitchen.

“Why are you trying to talk to me and not hugging your girlfriend?” Chiara retorted childishly. I let out a loud sigh. Here we go again…

“What do you want from me? I didn’t even do anything. She threw herself at me,” I said.

She slammed the tray hard on the table, drawing attention from the people in the living room. I saw some of them peeking in to see what was going on. I flashed a ...