37. Killian

Killian's POV

The last person I expected to see outside my company is this guy Naomi claimed is her ex. John, Jude, whatever the hell his name is. As I walked towards the exit, I couldn't help but glare at this asshole leaning against his Maserati as he talked to my girl. Without doubts, he's a man with his parents still in control of his life.

A child.

I didn't care what they were talking about, but I just didn't want him here. And then he opened his mouth and started spilling shit. His body language was obvious. He wanted her back. He wanted her to be his after he kicked her out of his life for his own obvious reasons.

I was jealous and I wasn't ashamed to admit it. I didn't care. I wasn't planning on leaning back while I watched other men try to take what was mine. What I cared so much about.

" I uh…" He shoved his hands inside his black suit pants as he tried to look nice. " I was driving by and I decided to stop by. Bianca told me you worked here, I decided I should drop by a