Struggling to keep his hold on Tristian, Ray slammed the door not wanting Angel to hear anything else. “Stop it,” he tightened his hold and growled in Tristian’s ear. “Do you really want Angel to take the blame for her mother leaving?”
“No!” Tristian jerked trying to dislodge him.
“Then watch your mouth!” Ray hissed letting him go.
Tristian ground his teeth together as he swung his arm across the dresser, knocking off the perfume and makeup that had been left behind.
“Oh hell,” Ashton mouthed followed by “Damn,” from Shae.
Angel frowned, “Will you guys please… Shae? Will you show Ashton around the estate for me?”
“Sure,” Shae nodded. “Come on Ashton.”
Ashton frowned down at Angel seeing her attention was not on him. “I want to stay with Angel. I don’t like how her brother manhandles
