Perry Patrick stumbled slightly, forcing a nervous grin. "Boss, I swear, I've truly backed off."
Messing with any woman is one thing, but messing with Bradley Austin's lady is another level of danger. It's akin to poking a lion - an outright invitation for trouble.
"Bradley Austin, when you got close to her, did you notice anything... off?" Gabriel Rousseau inquired; his voice tinged with surprise. Who'd have thought the stoic, detached Bradley Austin could show hints of possessiveness?
And to feel that towards his own brother, of all people.
It seemed Freya Lawson had an allure. Within mere days at the Royal Scenic Mansion, she seemed to have ensnared Bradley Austin.
"I had a run-in with Barret Booz," Gabriel Rousseau began cautiously, "and he mentioned your 'bride-to-be' is quite ad
