Chapter 89

Kieran’s POV "EMILY!" I yelled, storming into her place. I smelled pizza and wine, but I was too angry to care. She just sat there on her couch, calm as could be, sipping her wine like I hadn't just burst through her door ready to kill. "What the hell did you do?" I growled. I kicked her coffee table so hard it flipped over, sending pizza flying all over her carpet. She watched the food fall, then looked back at me with a little smile. "What?" She asked. I bit down so hard my mouth tasted like blood. "You set up a prenup behind my back?" She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head, smirking like she'd won something. I could saw how pleased she was. "Finally figured it out, did you? Took you long enough." I grabbed her face. "You think that paper will keep me from taking everything you own? Nothing can stop me. Not you, not the law, nothing." She laughed against my hand. "You think acting tough scares me? Please." Her eyes went cold. "Stop chasing after Kyra Monroe or I'll keep doing craz