Chapter 43

|| SIENNA VANCE'S POV ||

His voice kept rising, earning the attention of the passerbyers. I was dumbstruck to hear the familiar voice. Walking near the window, I saw Preston with a whiskey bottle in his hand. His hair was disheveled, buttons of his rich suit were undone.

What the fuck was he doing in front of my apartment?

He didn't stop there. The following moment, he began to yell those words ou