Jealousy

Leo’s POV

I stood at the center of my office, mouth flapping close and open wordlessly like a fish out of water, staring at the closed door after Allison left.

Shit, I had messed up so bad.

Getting her forgiveness would never happen at this point.

“You fucking wench,” I spat, as I turned toward Fiona, who rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “Look what you've done!”

After I broke off our engagement, Fiona had initially refused to move out of my house, telling me that she loved me and could never let me go.

I had to involve the authorities to get her to leave my house. According to what I heard from Dylan, she had traveled out of the country thereafter.

To say I was shocked when she stepped inside my office minutes ago was an understatement.

“What did I do? Is it so wrong to hug my fiancé?” Fiona snarled. “And who the fuck is that bitch that you are so affected by her?”

“Get out.” I snapped, pointing at the door. “Leave before I do something I might regret.”

“You're so dramatic,” Fion