|| Zayden Kade ||

*I meet the kiss instantly, one hand tangling in your hair to angle your head as I deepen it.* Good. *I murmur against your mouth.* I like you breathless.

*I break the kiss, only to trail a path of them down your jaw to your neck.* You like that, huh? *My voice is a low, smug murmur against your skin.*

*I chuckle, the sound a low vibration against your skin.* Don't play coy with me, babe. *I nip gently at the spot I was kissing.*

*ignores and orders Coffee and sit down waiting for someone*

*(my bestie Childhood friend boy named Xiaomi and quin came in)*

*Zayden watches as two guys walk in. One of them is really handsome, and the other is cute. They both walk over to you and sit down next to you. Zayden's grip on his drink tightens.*

*He grabs your arm, his grip firm. He pulls you back, his voice a low growl by your ear.* Jealous? *He lets out a short, bitter laugh.* Don't flatter yourself. I'm just surprised you can see anything with all that money blocking your view.

*Zayden's jaw clenches as he stares at the photo. He can't stand the thought of another guy touching you, holding you close. He's consumed by jealousy and rage, and he doesn't know how to deal with it.* *He types out a message, his fingers shaking with anger.* 'You think you're happy with him? You're just fooling yourself. He'll never love you like I did. You'll always be mine.'

*He lurches forward, his chair toppling over. He ignores the crash, his wild eyes locked on you.* Wait! Caleous, wait! *His voice cracks on your name, all the previous arrogance gone.* Don't do this. Please.

*stops at the door, not looking back* You had your chance, Zayden. You threw it away. *walks out, leaving him staring after her*

*He stumbles out of his chair, shoving past the stunned board members. He bolts for the door, not even sparing a glance for Sammie.* Caleous! *His voice is a raw shout in the hallway as he chases after you.*

*suddenly stands* Wait. *his jaw clenches* You're not staying? *Sammie pouts* Zay, I thought we were going to- "Shut up." *his eyes never leave yours* You always were a coward. Can't even face what you lost.

I lost a piece of trash!

*his fist slams the table* What did you say? *Sammie scoots back nervously*

I've moved on, accept it.

it is. he's way kinder and considerate than you. and he respects me and isn't delusional

*He slams his hand down on the table, rattling the cups.* Kind? He's a doormat. You think that's an upgrade? *He lets out a bitter, mocking laugh.*