C23 Doing It for Revenge

"Kieran!" I called out, even as I took in the empty whiskey bottles littered on the table.

I saw him wince at the sound of my voice. He squinted up at me, his gaze as cold and indifferent as ever.

It might be because I had disturbed him, but the atmosphere in the room grew more ominous, and the look he gave me turned more hostile with every passing second.

“Get lost!” he barked out