Chapter 155

Emelia's Pov

“Bully me? Do I look like someone who’d allow herself to get bullied by others?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest and turning my gaze pointedly away from the scene unfolding before me. A strange, unfamiliar heat simmered beneath my skin. It made no sense. Kaidon was a grown man, perfectly capable of handling himself. He could certainly allow anyone to touch him if they wanted to, and it was entirely plausible, even probable, that he had had countless relationships before me. That was perfectly normal. So why, then, did I feel this illogical, potent wave of irritation seeing her perfectly manicured fingers tracing patterns on his arm?

And the man, that infuriatingly composed man, just let her! My lips automatically formed into a tight, rebellious pout as I shot another indignant glare his way.

However, Kaidon, ever perceptive, merely arched a casual eyebrow, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He leaned down, his eyes, usually so serious, now t