GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF MY MAN

Kiaraa's profound scowl towards Claire was apparent, targeting Claire with her phoenix eyes before transferring the glare to Adrian.

"Of all places you could take me to in this world, this was your first option?" her gaze fixated on him was sharp and threatening.

Admist her deadly glares, his eyes on her were soft. "If you don't want to be here, we could go somewhere else."

Kiaraa took an immediate pause, then gave a slant glimpse at Claire then her lips tugged up in a mischievous smirk, "On a second thought, It would be an insult to the host if we leave immediately considering that she took out time to send you an invitation and wherever I go, you go, don't forget you're tied with me till the end of the day."

"Since when did you become so nice?" he raised a seductive brow at her and his smooth voice sounded a bit mocking, it irked her but she had to bite her tongue to hide all the profanities she had for him.

Claire watched the small interaction between them and her entire being was cloaked in uneasiness. She noticed that Adrian's expression was softer and somewhat calmer whenever he was speaking with Kiaraa compared to the snowstorm he usually gave out to others.

Her head blared in confusion, 'What is going on between these two? On the first day after his arrival, they both suddenly disappeared from school and then suddenly came back the same day too.'

She threw a sharp glare towards Kiaraa, watching how the girl conversed naturally with the guy whom she found it difficult to even ask for his name and her glares became deadly.

With a silent snare, she scanned Kiaraa from head to toe and jealousy dripped from her heart noticing the brand she was putting on.

'What does she have that I probably don't? She's wearing a dress from Crystelle? probably a fake, maybe the rumors about her selling her body off for money are true after all. This innocent-looking girl is not really as innocent as she portrays herself to be.'

Jealousy reigned in her tainted heart as she watched the light interaction between Adrian and Kiaraa with a strained expression. Not only had Kiaraa stolen the spotlight which was supposed to be meant for her on her birthday but the main purpose of organizing the party which was to get close to Adrian was stolen by her too.

She looked up and cast a slight glance at Adrian's majestic figure and her resolve only grew more stronger. As a young and only daughter of a rich businessman nothing was ever out of her reach but seeing Adrian with looks and a cold aura that felt so out of this world she felt that nothing would be more important than getting him by her side. She wanted to get him to praise and worship her beauty like every other man. She wanted to show the world that her beauty could melt even the oldest glacier.

She calmed herself, it won't be very sightly if she snapped at this moment. Staring at his face again, she immediately closed the gap between them now standing in front of him and looking at the pair of cold silver eyes which were now throwing icy daggers at her because of their close proximity.

Kiaraa paused for a while and her brows quirked, waiting for the next actions of the school's belle.

A small smile was etched on Claire's face in perfect contrast to the black clouds that were freely roaming inside of her.

Her sweet smile brightened, "Since you're here, it would be inappropriate if you leave now," her voice seemed like it was coated in a large amount of sugar as she stretched out her hand to grab his arm when all of a sudden her hand paused in mid-air as she felt the shift in the atmosphere.

The temperature surrounding them dropped by a thousand degrees. Within a few seconds, she felt that she had been teleported to a snow storm in Antarctica.

She tilted her head upwards to Adrian, the only person who she could think of would cause such a drastic change in the atmosphere only to be stunned to see the utter calmness and tranquility in his eyes as if unaware of the whole situation.

'Then who... ' she shifted her gaze to the petite figure standing beside him and her heart took a u-turn from her chest. Her knees felt weakened and she fought with her stance to prevent herself from falling face flat on the ground.

Kiaraa stood there without a word, watching the scene playing before her eyes quietly. Her face held no emotions but her demeanor held a deadly intent. Her mouth thinned and her eyes narrowed into slits of fury.

The sudden change of countenance was like a bolt from blue for Claire. How can a girl who looks so calm and reserved be so utterly terrifying at the same time?

Before she could register what was going on she felt Kiaraa slap her hand which was still hanging in mid-air and looking at those pair of raging amber eyes she felt too stunned to say a word.

Kiaraa eyed Claire viscously, her furrowed brows hinted anger. The rage in her was clearly evident in her voice as she spoke, "What the hell do you think you're doing? Do you know who you are dealing with? He's private property you know and I could sue you for trespassing, try me," she gritted her teeth sharply, "Now get your filthy hands off my man."

Her voice was low yet dangerous just loud enough for everyone to hear and they all felt bewildered beyond words. Her eyes continued spilling fireballs toward Claire, despite her earlier threat the anger in her wasn't subsiding when she replayed the event in her head of how Claire almost touched Adrian.

And to make matters worse, Adrian was quite aware of Claire's intentions of grabbing his arm but instead, he stood there quietly, this thought alone angered her more.