Chapter 6

Chapter 6 Donovan marched up to Giselle , his voice sharp with accusation . " Giselle , didn't I warn you to stay out of my life ? Why were you making a scene at the Holt residence ? " Giselle hesitated for just a second before letting out a derisive snort . " Funny you should say that , Mr. Kane . The Holt residence belongs to my so - called father . " And this ? This is also my turf . If anything , you're the one invading my world .

I could call the cops right now and have you arrested for trespassing ! " Donovan's expression darkened . He closed the distance between them in an instant , towering over her as his hand clamped around her chin . " Now that you know I'm connected to the Holts , you should keep your mouth shut , " he warned , his gaze cold . " Especially around Anne . Don't you dare breathe a word to her . " She let him grip her chin , staring straight into his eyes without flinching . " Oh ?

" Unfazed , she gave him a teasing look . " What exactly about us is so unmentionable ? You don't want me to tell her we slept together ? Or that we … " Donovan's grip tightened , his fury boiling over . He wanted so badly to crush her right then . But in the end , he released her with a look of disgust . Without another word , he stalked to the balcony , lit a cigarette , and took a drag , the smoke curling around him like he was trying to choke the chaos inside .

Giselle lounged lazily on the couch , unable to hide a sneer as she recalled his earlier outburst . Clearly , Anne meant a lot to Donovan . Otherwise , a man like him , who was always buried in work , wouldn't have dropped everything to chase Giselle all the way to her home just to threaten her . Giselle suppressed a scoff . Her gaze drifted to his silhouette on the balcony . He stood there , quietly smoking . What the fuck else could he possibly want ?

Just then , she received a WhatsApp notification . She pulled out her phone and checked the message . It was from one of her backups - someone named " Zach " - asking if she was free for a late - night snack . She didn't think twice before saying yes , pushing aside the tangled mess of emotions from before in seconds . Giselle walked over to Donovan and made it clear he needed to go . " Alright , Mr. Kane . I have plans tonight , so I don't have time for your games .

" Leaning against the glass door with a smirk , she added , " We settled our accounts long ago , so don't worry . I know exactly what to do . Who you m nothing to me . And as for me ? I've got a date waiting . So , get out . " She'd said plenty , but Donovan only caught two words - a date . His glare burned into her , sharp with anger and disdain . " You've found someone new already ? " marry means " Yep , " Giselle replied breezily . " A younger guy . He's another rich heir .

He's tall , ripped , and at least ten years younger than you , with way more energy . " Donovan took several hard drags from his cigarette , then crushed it in the ashtray . His mood darkened . He wasn't even sure why he'd come here tonight . All he knew was that every word out of Giselle's mouth made him want to strangle her .. A hot , inexplicable rage flared in his chest , searing down into his gut . Just then , Giselle received another WhatsApp notification .