Tension

I slept alone that night. Killian had spent the whole night in his study room, desperate to find anything about Yan Hao and what kind of debt he might have meant. I couldn't blame him for being restless. The news we had heard from Gunner changed everything. It proved that Killian's father had other than just business reasons to collaborate with Yan Hao and Diamond Dragon, and that made stopping the merger from happening that much harder.

I tried to be understanding, but it didn't make me feel less lonely. Even though Killian was only a few rooms away, he had become distant, and even in the moments he had his arms wrapped around me, it felt as if he wasn't truly there.

“Come in,” he called out as I knocked at his study door.

“I brought you coffee.” I smiled, walking to his desk, a cup of espresso in hand.

“Thanks,” he tossed, keeping his eyes fixed on the laptop screen.

I stopped in front of his desk, looking at him, but he seemed hell-bent on ignoring I was there. “Maybe you should ta