Freya blinked and said, "Thank you for buying me clothes and for not throwing away the things I brought with me." She wanted to thank him from the bottom of her heart because he had once protected her.
Bradley's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery as his lips curled into a cold smile, and he said, "If you want to thank me, sleep with me tonight."
Freya shook her head frantically, "No, I don't want to."
She was game for almost anything except sleeping with him.
She was well aware of the implications of "sleeping" with him and decided not to have more intimate interactions with him.
"You are my bride now, and we will eventually sleep on the same bed someday. You will gradually get used to it," Bradley, his expression serious, assured her.
He had recently grown accustomed to taking his
