Standing in front of the mirror, Zane meticulously adjusted his tie. The day he had been eagerly anticipating had finally arrived. Today, he would officially claim the girl who had captivated his every thought, ensuring that no one could take her away from him.
“Wow, you look hot,” Jack remarked as he entered the room, donning a blue tuxedo suit, while Zane wore a sharp black one. Both brothers exuded devilish handsomeness, their hair neatly slicked back.
“You look neat,” Zane replied, adjusting his shirt sleeves.
“Neat? What the hell? I am always neat. You know, you should learn some words to praise someone. Now that you’re about to be a married man, girls love to get compliments. Otherwise, you won’t get the p***y,” Jack sneered, emphasizing his point crudely.
Zane smirked at Jack’s
