Leaving me here with the woman he kissed in his penthouse is complete bullsh!t. I don’t know how many times I’ve cursed Knight in my mind. Now, I am sure that he really was hiding something from me.

From the kitchen, I stared at Ulva, who was walking around the living room as if nothing had happened. My blood was still boiling because of the shared event a while ago, but she seemed to have calmed down as if she had returned to his arrogant and insulting mood.

I stare at ...