Killian's Pov 

Walking out of that café, I was furious. No-furious didn't even cover it. I was burning. My body was on fire, my chest felt tight. I had never been this angry before. I didn't even know why I was so angry. But I was.

I stormed to the car. Yanked the damn door open so fast, I swear, if it was some regular car, the handle would've come off. I didn't care.

I threw myself into the backseat. Slammed the door.

"Drive," I said.

The driver just sat there, still turning the ignition like he had all the time in the world.

I growled, "I said, drive! What...