Kayla
Nicholas stormed forward and shoved Liam aside with unprecedented force, sending Liam sprawling down the front steps. Before I could process what was happening, he signaled to the security guards. They moved swiftly, escorting Liam and Isabella off the manor grounds despite their protests.
“Nicholas, what are you doing?” I exclaimed, trying to catch my breath.
He ignored my question and grabbed my wrist, pulling me into a private room down the hall. The door closed behind us with a decisive click. His grip on my wrist was firm, almost possessive.
“Let go of me,” I demanded, attempting to free myself.
His eyes bore into mine. “What were you thinking, Kayla?” he snapped.
“I wasn’t doing anything!” I shot back. “Liam approached me; I was just trying to go to the
