Bradley carried Freya back to the bedroom before throwing her onto the bed. An oppressive aura radiated from him as he looked down at her.
"Tell me, what is your relationship with James?"
Frederick had reported to him that Freya and James met three years ago, and they had a rather extraordinary relationship.
Back in the study, he had watched through the huge French windows as they walked into the gardens together.
If nothing inappropriate happened, why did they need to sneak around?
Arthur was filled with anger and jealousy. Even his eyes were blazing with fire that made Freya involuntarily shrink back.
He was scary when he went mad.
Freya pursed her lips and continued to play dumb. "He's your nephew, so he's my nephew…"
That made Bradley lean in close and pull her into his arms wi
