Bradley's charming grin was a rare sight after what seemed like an eternity without one. This smile, however, no longer betrayed his bloodthirsty nature; instead, it radiated genuine joy and happiness.
"You must have a disease," Xavier teased, touching his nose and glancing back at the woman, now fading into the distance.
Bradley continued to stare at her, unable to tear his eyes away.
"What kind of disease?" Bradley's cold eyes narrowed.
"Lovesickness."
...
Freya was preoccupied with thoughts of the man who had saved her the entire trip back to Royal Garden Mansion.
The more she pondered, the more she felt a sense of familiarity, especially his aura that reminded her of someone - her husband, Bradley.
She couldn't believe how similar the man's silhouette, gaze, and even scent we
