Sera's POV
I stormed out of the ballroom, my fingers digging into Nicho’s wrist as I dragged him along. My chest heaved, anger burning through me like wildfire. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way—not over Cassian. Not over that arrogant, infuriating man who had no right to affect me like this.
“Sera, slow down,” Nicho said, stumbling to keep up. “What happened back there? You’re shaking.”
“Just—come with me,” I snapped, my voice sharper than intended.
We pushed past startled guests and exited through the grand double doors. The night air was cool against my flushed skin, but it did nothing to calm me. My driver was already waiting by the curb, his expression unreadable.
“Sunshine Hotel,” I ordered briskly as I yanked the car door open.
Nicho hesitated, glancing at me in confusion. “S
