Chapter 131

ANDREA’S POV A whimper escaped me as Kade forcefully grabbed my upper arm and turned away, pulling me along with him. Although the music in the club was still pumping at a deafening volume, the strippers had miraculously disappeared. Caleb—the conniving bastard—was also nowhere to be seen. “Kade,” I ground out as I stumbled in my heels, “you’re hurting me.” He didn’t reduce his pace or relinquish his tight grip on my arm. Instead of leaving the club through the main entrance, he headed for a side glass door that opened into a terrace. There was a bunch of outdoor seating furniture stacked on top of each other, and a large awning was drawn, revealing the bustling LA night view. With a sharp jerk of his hand, Kade pulled me in front of him harshly, releasing me in the process. I stumbled but caught myself on the railing. I heard the door slide shut, muffling the music from the club. I took a breath before turning to Kade. “Don’t ever fucking manhandle me like that again.” He growled. “Th