Kill Knight

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 her strange, looking-like cloak. No matter how many times I’ve seen her, I always see her with the same type of clothes. She looks like she came from a costume play or a Halloween party. I also can't help but wonder if that's why I seem to have a distant memory of her clothes.

Carrying my brewed coffee, I went to the living room straight to our lanai. I hadn’t gotten out completely when I heard her irritating voice again.

"Where are you going?"

I rolled my eyes before looking at her.

"Will be enjoying my coffee?" My sa