Chapter 26

Xander

Seeing her with some guy on the dance floor has made me see red. RED. I can’t stand it any longer, blood pumps around my body fuelled with anger and jealousy. Since when do I ever have a jealous rage ? But her being so close to that dude is seriously irking me. My fists are balled by my side until I slam my neat whiskey back and go to her.

I have been watching her with that friend of hers, sitting there looking so damn hot and beautiful that it made my breath catch in my throat. She never dressed like that when we were together, but then we never went out to clubs or parties only to galas when she was expected to dress high end and demure. Seeing her like this in her short dress showing off all her curves has got my pulse racing.

I storm over to her and tear the man off her, “Kenna what the fuck are you doing you slut?” She looks at me, her mouth gaping open.

Shit, did I just call her a slut? What the hell has gotten into me? I am never like this. And calling her a slut, that i