_Kael’s POV_
I sat there, staring at the phone in my hand like it was a bomb.
And in a way, it was.
That video of me, drunk and half-naked, Roxanne undressing me, touching me....was a weapon.
A weapon pointed straight at my life.
I wanted to throw the phone across the restaurant. I wanted to rip it in half with my bare hands. But I couldn’t move. I felt like I was frozen. My throat was dry. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears.
“You think this will stop me?” I said finally, my voice hoarse. “You think you can control me with this?”
Roxanne gave me a soft smile like she pitied me. “I don’t think, Kael. I know.”
I slammed the phone down on the table. The clatter made a few people glance our way. I didn’t care.
“I’ll tell them,” I said while leaning forward. My vo
