Those who stay close to ink will be stained black.
And who's the "black" one here?
Is Grayson Quinn itching to be transferred to Southeast Asia, daring to badmouth Mason?
"Control her!" Grayson irritably raked his fingers through his hair. No matter how many times he bickered with Aurelia Shaw, he could never win. This girl's hand-to-hand skills were getting better by the day, her mind worked fast, and if they really threw down now, he might not even be able to beat her. "If you don't rein her in, she'll dare yank hair right off the King of Heaven's head next."
"Stop fooling around." Mason Nightshade pinched Aurelia's cheek, the corners of his lips quirking up. "Why are you calling him big brother? He can only call you sister‑in‑law. I don't mind 'getting gay' with you, but you can't mess up who's on top and who's on bottom, got it? Hm?"
Grayson Quinn: "…"
This couple is seriously disgusting.
Absolutely deranged!
