Serena's POV.

Seeing Ross's face twist with rage filled me with a sense of satisfaction. I needed him to know that he didn't own me, and he never would.

I wrapped my arms around Richard, deepening our kiss. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Ross stormed off, his anger palpable.

I broke free from Richard's grasp, my heart still racing from the encounter.

"What's the meaning of that?" Richard asked, his brow furrowed with concern.

I shrugged him off. "None of your business," I replied, trying to brush it off.

But Richard wasn't having it. In a flash, he pinned me against the wall, his eyes...