Tristan
Allen did this on purpose. There's no doubt about it because why else would he bring Sophia here? To this place of all places.knowing damn well I’d be here?
I mean it was now clear that this wasn’t a coincidence. I should’ve known the moment I saw the car he brought. The same one I’d recognize anywhere. After all, it was one of the properties he owned here and very much loved to flaunt it.
Trailing him here, I had thought I had the upper hand.
Turns out I walked right into his.
And seeing him sitting there, all casual and smug like he hadn’t just lit a fuse under a powder keg? Made my blood boil.
I didn’t even wait. I asked him out of the table by his arm, ignoring the way Sophia’s perfectly arched brow lifted and Liora’s eyes followed us. I dragged him toward the back hallway of the lounge where it was quieter, where I was sure that I wouldn’t lose it in front of everyone.
The moment we were out of sight, I turned to face him, “What the hell was that about?”
Allen straighte
